I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Phoebe listened quietly as Abasi described the funeral rites of his home world with interest. It was quite a hands on process it seemed. ”Who is Osiris? The God of Death from your home?” Phoebe asked, taking a guess based on the context.
But at Oliver’s quip remark about memories, Phoebe raised a brow at him. Had he seriously learned nothing from the previous conversation. ”They might take away what memories you’ve built, yes. Or perhaps they might make you incapable of forming memories at all, destined to live each day as a repeat of the previous. I would not be so quick to assume that just because the situation you are in now is bad that it could not be made worse by any of the gods, especially one as tricky as Ludo.” she said, a warning to the young man who seemed far too careless with his words and intentions to be worrying about summoning the gods. ”If I might suggest, focus on what is now, the what has been. It isn’t as though you can go back and change those things anyways. Move forward without those memories and create new ones – and perhaps in time the old ones will return.”
But at Oliver’s quip remark about memories, Phoebe raised a brow at him. Had he seriously learned nothing from the previous conversation. ”They might take away what memories you’ve built, yes. Or perhaps they might make you incapable of forming memories at all, destined to live each day as a repeat of the previous. I would not be so quick to assume that just because the situation you are in now is bad that it could not be made worse by any of the gods, especially one as tricky as Ludo.” she said, a warning to the young man who seemed far too careless with his words and intentions to be worrying about summoning the gods. ”If I might suggest, focus on what is now, the what has been. It isn’t as though you can go back and change those things anyways. Move forward without those memories and create new ones – and perhaps in time the old ones will return.”
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