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[keyandstar]

I never really knew my parents. I didn't even know who my father was until recently.

My mother died when I was very little. I've often wondered what my life might have been like if she hadn't.

I've been thinking about the people I fought during the latest draft. The people I killed. I've been wondering if they have children too. If because of me those children will also grow up lonely.

I really wish Dog was here. She's my best friend from back home. She'd know what to say. She always does. It doesn't always make sense, but that doesn't really matter most of the time.

I don't know why I'm writing this. I suppose I just had to get it out, and I'm not very good at talking. Except for with Dog. I could talk to her for hours.

I miss her so much.

That's all, really. Sorry if you just read this and feel like I wasted your time. I didn't mean to.

Comments

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Even monsters were children once.

There is no room in battle for such distinctions.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

Perhaps if room was made, there would be less battles.

Re: [Written]

[complicatedliar]

In the end, there is only war. And at that point, one must survive.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

I want to believe that there can be another way.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

After a thousand years, I can't say that it's changed at all.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

Then I feel very sorry for you.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Don't.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

What would be so wrong with someone feeling sympathy for you?

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

I have no interest in pity.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

If I pitied you, that is the word I would have used.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Of all events of my life, war is the last thing for which sympathy would be needed, for that matter.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

I don't know all the events of your life, so it seemed to me quite worthy of sympathy to live a thousand years and not see an end to warfare.

It just seemed like it would be disheartening.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Asgard reveres warriors and the glory of battle. (Hah.)

I found the fact that I wasn't much of a warrior far more disheartening.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

I know the feeling.

Well, sort of.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Oh?

[Written]

[keyandstar]

The Clayr value the Sight more than anything else. The ability to look into the future.

I don't have it. I know now that I never will.

It's... not pleasant to be nineteen and still have to wear the clothes of a child while eleven year olds are welcomed into the ranks of the adults, just because you happen to be born different.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

Ah yes. This I understand well.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

The truth is I never really cared that much about the Sight. I don't really mind that I will never have it. I just wanted to be accepted.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

[Well. This is painful.]

Yes.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

[ Sorry Loki! ]

Guess I shouldn't say that I'm sorry that you seem to know so well what I'm talking about.

[Written]

[complicatedliar]

That is probably worth sympathy.

[Written]

[keyandstar]

It seems like we're a little similar, you and me.

Re: [Written]

[complicatedliar]

Potentially.

The universe has only a limited number of stories, so it does tend to reuse and hope no one notices.