I know that... I know that about, all those I meet. [ This is why she is a disappointment to her people, who did not think the other Gods or people of the Kingdoms deserved their benevolence - yet Caoimhe always felt otherwise... Despite their attempts to indoctrinate beliefs upon her.
'The Gods are the reasons Humanity mustered themselves into walls, and live in Kingdoms afraid of the outer worlds. They do not care for nature, do not care for any life beyond themselves, and let sin fester in their souls so the devils may feast on them!'
No, Caoimhe believed in all Gods, believed in their creations, believed in the faith they had in mortal kind, and believed in all living things that came to be even without their action.
What reason is there to live, if we are not meant to adapt and be with one another? If creation and the greater existence made us here for this moment - what reason was there to think, we did not all belong in it?
Fate and Destiny meant nothing to her - her logic was simply that carefree.
Every living being has free will, and it is that free will that can bend, make, or ruin things.
Caoimhe's thoughts on the world are like the breezes that caress the oceans, wandering, softly, gently, and not bound by anything.
And yet, to many, did not belong anywhere at all. ]
But even so... Even so - if it means I do not belong anywhere at all! [ She breathes, and clutches tightly to her heart. Standing up and looking towards the other. ] If it means my whole purpose is to truly die here after all, then so be it!
[ Caoimhe shouts - angrily? Sadly? Lost? ]
Let me die believing that there is a way to free you! That there is a way to free the Grove and return the forest back to how it was! Undo the powers of the moon and the sun - and the stars that fall in between!
[ She does not move from where she is but, she looks to him crying desperately saddened by this moment coming onto her shoulders. ]
It is not right that such cruelty can be said and not made undone! That the forest must cry because it is alone, that Nene must suffer the consequence of that solitary curse! That the forest - if it would only learn that it is not so ugly and decrepit in its ugliness that it acts no different from a selfish King or a broken-hearted child!
The cruelness of the world does not need to drag one another in its sufferings - [ She chokes, crying her heart out. ] You should not need to know loss anymore. None should feel lost or bewildered by the direction this place takes us - there is so much pain in everything you see... [ With some sense of urgency she says, ] I know that - - I know that everyone is suffering.
And I know its not just us, it is you, it is your children, it is the forest, it is in the way the air grows heavy... It is everything here around us - that is why. No matter the reason for the suffering I want to accept it, and change it into something new.
[ Better? New? Unmake it? In a place that is suffering, where do you intend to find happiness? To Caoimhe though, she feels it needs to be built upon hope - but deep down in this moment, she is lost and uncertain and - maybe, she wants Aldric to tell her she is wrong. Or, tell her again truly - understanding her feelings. To not lose hope. ]
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'The Gods are the reasons Humanity mustered themselves into walls, and live in Kingdoms afraid of the outer worlds. They do not care for nature, do not care for any life beyond themselves, and let sin fester in their souls so the devils may feast on them!'
No, Caoimhe believed in all Gods, believed in their creations, believed in the faith they had in mortal kind, and believed in all living things that came to be even without their action.
What reason is there to live, if we are not meant to adapt and be with one another? If creation and the greater existence made us here for this moment - what reason was there to think, we did not all belong in it?
Fate and Destiny meant nothing to her - her logic was simply that carefree.
Every living being has free will, and it is that free will that can bend, make, or ruin things.
Caoimhe's thoughts on the world are like the breezes that caress the oceans, wandering, softly, gently, and not bound by anything.
And yet, to many, did not belong anywhere at all. ]
But even so... Even so - if it means I do not belong anywhere at all! [ She breathes, and clutches tightly to her heart. Standing up and looking towards the other. ] If it means my whole purpose is to truly die here after all, then so be it!
[ Caoimhe shouts - angrily? Sadly? Lost? ]
Let me die believing that there is a way to free you! That there is a way to free the Grove and return the forest back to how it was! Undo the powers of the moon and the sun - and the stars that fall in between!
[ She does not move from where she is but, she looks to him crying desperately saddened by this moment coming onto her shoulders. ]
It is not right that such cruelty can be said and not made undone! That the forest must cry because it is alone, that Nene must suffer the consequence of that solitary curse! That the forest - if it would only learn that it is not so ugly and decrepit in its ugliness that it acts no different from a selfish King or a broken-hearted child!
The cruelness of the world does not need to drag one another in its sufferings - [ She chokes, crying her heart out. ] You should not need to know loss anymore. None should feel lost or bewildered by the direction this place takes us - there is so much pain in everything you see... [ With some sense of urgency she says, ] I know that - - I know that everyone is suffering.
And I know its not just us, it is you, it is your children, it is the forest, it is in the way the air grows heavy... It is everything here around us - that is why. No matter the reason for the suffering I want to accept it, and change it into something new.
[ Better? New? Unmake it? In a place that is suffering, where do you intend to find happiness? To Caoimhe though, she feels it needs to be built upon hope - but deep down in this moment, she is lost and uncertain and - maybe, she wants Aldric to tell her she is wrong. Or, tell her again truly - understanding her feelings. To not lose hope. ]