Ophelia
we're just two ghosts
swimming in a glass half empty
swimming in a glass half empty
The next explanation makes everything much clearer, and Ophelia ‘ooh’s appropriately, eyes big and intrigued; and mildly unnerving to any non-Ascended, with how they never pretend to need to blink as humans do. “I wonder if perhaps the reason stories became more prevalent is because the heralds were stuck in the barrier.” If their faith wavered, or their curiosity grew, or tales simply died out as those who remembered the heralds died first.
Ophelia can only make assumptions, they’d only known the barrier their entire life, and their family was so religious - and paranoid - that most all contact with the rest of the Grounds had been forcefully cut. They don’t even know how many years the barrier had been in place before The Voice orchestrated its fall. “I know travel isn’t easy for us these days, but have you considered meeting with other star-studying people in other lands?” Knowledge was best shared, and - for Ophelia at least - best understood when exchanged verbally. Though if Nikolai’s love for the books was any indication, he likely didn’t feel the same.
Ophelia can only make assumptions, they’d only known the barrier their entire life, and their family was so religious - and paranoid - that most all contact with the rest of the Grounds had been forcefully cut. They don’t even know how many years the barrier had been in place before The Voice orchestrated its fall. “I know travel isn’t easy for us these days, but have you considered meeting with other star-studying people in other lands?” Knowledge was best shared, and - for Ophelia at least - best understood when exchanged verbally. Though if Nikolai’s love for the books was any indication, he likely didn’t feel the same.
trying vainly to forget
the pain that came with heartbeats
the pain that came with heartbeats
