It was a misty noon, rain was about to pour and from the looks of it, the feel of it too… it’s going to be a week long rain. So, if they can make and spread that despair, I wholeheartedly believe they can make and spread hope too.Īnd I know deep down, Arthur… the boy that came into my life, can find that light again after the traumatic darkness. I do not know what is in the minds of the gods of my land, whether Betitari, Luhi, Ofvér, Mother Niviane, nor even Athar himself… but I do know one thing, it is not only them nor only us that create this despair, everyone contributes to it. The world has a pattern and Athar can break that, it can be cruel or even downright malevolent, but sometimes it can be sweet, it can be… hopeful… None of It is fair, but it’s also not arbitrary either. I have seen it all, seen everything life has offered, the beauty and its ugliness.
It’s a despairing statement that I honestly never once want to believe.īut the more I live, the more time has pass in Lumenter, the more also I saw… everything.įrom the wombs of their mothers, to the fields where they play and grew, and the bed that comforted their weak and dying body… There is this law, a law that my grandfather heard from someone in his past, a law that states that everything that can go wrong will go wrong.
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