Nikolai
Not all truths
Belong to the light
Belong to the light
Nikolai knows there is risk in coming to Torchline. But he's been trailing the paper map of this collection for weeks and all of his intel has made it clear. The third volume of 'The incongruity of time and self' by a long dead philosopher has somehow found its way into this rundown bookstore in the sunniest region of Caido.
The scholar has been studying the works of this long dead contemporary out of both curiosity and intrigue. The volumes touch upon the nature of souls, self, and memories across one's lifetime. Some of the theories it presents are hard to comprehend, ones claiming that the manipulation of memory is the manipulation of ones' self, down to the soul for example. It's as fascinating as it is harrowing, and Nikolai has been enjoying comparing such theories to more standard works of philosophy.
As such, he enters the bookstore and quickly make a beeline for the philosophy section, almost bumping into someone looking at maps, hoping that the final volume is where his resources have suggested. Skidding to a halt in front of the section he quickly scans the shelves. To his delight, it's there.
Reverently removing the thick tome, Nikolai flips through the pages, checking for damage. It's old and warn as expected, but it's in astounding condition for a book it's age. "Yes!"
The scholar has been studying the works of this long dead contemporary out of both curiosity and intrigue. The volumes touch upon the nature of souls, self, and memories across one's lifetime. Some of the theories it presents are hard to comprehend, ones claiming that the manipulation of memory is the manipulation of ones' self, down to the soul for example. It's as fascinating as it is harrowing, and Nikolai has been enjoying comparing such theories to more standard works of philosophy.
As such, he enters the bookstore and quickly make a beeline for the philosophy section, almost bumping into someone looking at maps, hoping that the final volume is where his resources have suggested. Skidding to a halt in front of the section he quickly scans the shelves. To his delight, it's there.
Reverently removing the thick tome, Nikolai flips through the pages, checking for damage. It's old and warn as expected, but it's in astounding condition for a book it's age. "Yes!"
Some lie in wait
For you to step into the shadows
For you to step into the shadows
