Belril
Every day's a challenge
But I always seem to get through
But I always seem to get through
"M-my question i-is more about this, Belril started to say, suddenly feeling like he was interrupting something unseen, but wasn't sure what. "Why would this 'Order' punish you so harshly for trying to improve everyone's lives in multiple ways? It seems to border self-destruction to punish probably anyone that tried to make people's lives better if what they did to you happened to others as well."
Belril somewhat shied away from Wessex upon realizing she was looking at him in regards to the Abandoned question, feeling quietly called out a bit. "...I don't know if my parents were any part of Order, but if they comprise almost entirely of Accepted, they likely despise them." A shudder came over him when he gulped before they continued. "They often spoke of how Abandoned were nothing more than cattle with power that needed to be either tightly leashed or...desposed of...promptly..."
He suddenly felt the need to lean against Wessex's side, looking down and playing with a pair of near-matching silver bracelets on his wrists, bracelets of a kind that would often be seen on an Accepted instead...
Belril somewhat shied away from Wessex upon realizing she was looking at him in regards to the Abandoned question, feeling quietly called out a bit. "...I don't know if my parents were any part of Order, but if they comprise almost entirely of Accepted, they likely despise them." A shudder came over him when he gulped before they continued. "They often spoke of how Abandoned were nothing more than cattle with power that needed to be either tightly leashed or...desposed of...promptly..."
He suddenly felt the need to lean against Wessex's side, looking down and playing with a pair of near-matching silver bracelets on his wrists, bracelets of a kind that would often be seen on an Accepted instead...
Each day's a balancing act
Of good and bad events
Of good and bad events
