My time on the Sword Coast was spent in the company of legendary heroes who had saved countless lives and would have killed me in the street, scant days before we met. I travelled with servants of gods and devils who paid them personal and specific attention and had never even glanced my way, no matter how loud my prayers. None of them would ever have seen me in need of understanding, never mind sympathy. Not until the worms in our brains forced them to stand where I had once stood.
The anger is still there. A low seething. A constant background hum, almost unnoticeable until attention is drawn to it.
It doesn't feel fair because it isn't fair. Make your peace with it, or don't. It won't really matter.
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Date: 2023-11-12 03:36 pm (UTC)Astarion chuckles out loud, quiet and humourless.
My time on the Sword Coast was spent in the company of legendary heroes who had saved countless lives and would have killed me in the street, scant days before we met. I travelled with servants of gods and devils who paid them personal and specific attention and had never even glanced my way, no matter how loud my prayers. None of them would ever have seen me in need of understanding, never mind sympathy. Not until the worms in our brains forced them to stand where I had once stood.
The anger is still there. A low seething. A constant background hum, almost unnoticeable until attention is drawn to it.
It doesn't feel fair because it isn't fair. Make your peace with it, or don't. It won't really matter.