Aye, all those blindfolded statues, I've seen them, and the beast at her feet. This King Killer is another beast, a dragon, so there must be a woman in his story, too.
But what was there before there was life? That's a puzzle. Things that weren't mortal, it seems. Was she destroying other gods? For the Araneans, she's in their image, but he's not. Why is that? Is it that way everywhere?
PRIVATE Death should be the end for anyone at any time. Death is still death — it seems like there would be a cruelty to coming back and dying again and again.
It hasn't happened to you yet, has it? There was a man with us at Valmy, a big man with a long braid down his back, stole a horse from some farm. That was her husband, who she was sold to when she was barely a woman grown. He died then, and he died again for COST, and COST couldn't bring him back. I don't think she'll trust that I'll come back until she sees me.
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But what was there before there was life? That's a puzzle. Things that weren't mortal, it seems. Was she destroying other gods?
For the Araneans, she's in their image, but he's not. Why is that? Is it that way everywhere?
PRIVATE
Death should be the end for anyone at any time. Death is still death — it seems like there would be a cruelty to coming back and dying again and again.
It hasn't happened to you yet, has it? There was a man with us at Valmy, a big man with a long braid down his back, stole a horse from some farm. That was her husband, who she was sold to when she was barely a woman grown. He died then, and he died again for COST, and COST couldn't bring him back. I don't think she'll trust that I'll come back until she sees me.
[WE DON'T TALK ABOUT DEAD CLUB.
We just insinuate and deflect.]