[ she should be accusatory. she's mortified but she should be outraged too. instead, she's just... transfixed, morbidly fascinated.
all of the humans' thoughts and emotions are storming within her like a hurricane, too frenzied to make sense of it all; perhaps the delirium burning through her mind finds something comforting in the chaos. even as she stares at umbvagher, with the cosmos that swirl at his back and the bright colors glittering across his body like gems, there's a sense of familiarity.
is it a kinship of sorts? his question goes unanswered because she can't imagine anyone would ever say yes. she doesn't remember a time of being human herself, but she doesn't understand the notion of being a god either. ]
How did we "earn" this? What makes us different from them?
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all of the humans' thoughts and emotions are storming within her like a hurricane, too frenzied to make sense of it all; perhaps the delirium burning through her mind finds something comforting in the chaos. even as she stares at umbvagher, with the cosmos that swirl at his back and the bright colors glittering across his body like gems, there's a sense of familiarity.
is it a kinship of sorts? his question goes unanswered because she can't imagine anyone would ever say yes. she doesn't remember a time of being human herself, but she doesn't understand the notion of being a god either. ]
How did we "earn" this? What makes us different from them?