He could feel the melancholy slipping through the odd telepathic link between them, and the raven cawed quietly, an oddly gentle sound from its harsh throat. He might now know why Caiside was saddened by the thought, but his words and tone made it sound oddly personal.
I suppose that depends on the victors, he said after a moment’s reflection of his own past and choices. But on the whole… you are right enough. Though even the stories of the victors might fade in time. A mere three hundred years, and look how much history – from both sides - has already been lost here?
Old Gods and the Voice, Acquired-turned-Ascended and the Abandoned left behind by both… but were Safrin’s words true, or merely truth as she wished it to be? Or was 108’s version of history true – or simply true as the Voice had shaped it for her children?
Jigano croaked again, then fluffed his feathers and nodded slowly. Yes. I have indulged my own curiosity enough out here, I think. It’s time to get back to work, he ‘said’ with an internal sigh. We can head back together. Two is safer than one if we run into trouble anyways, he added, with a flicker of dim humor.
And so stag and raven made their silent way back towards the Settlement, together but lost in their own grim thoughts.
I suppose that depends on the victors, he said after a moment’s reflection of his own past and choices. But on the whole… you are right enough. Though even the stories of the victors might fade in time. A mere three hundred years, and look how much history – from both sides - has already been lost here?
Old Gods and the Voice, Acquired-turned-Ascended and the Abandoned left behind by both… but were Safrin’s words true, or merely truth as she wished it to be? Or was 108’s version of history true – or simply true as the Voice had shaped it for her children?
Jigano croaked again, then fluffed his feathers and nodded slowly. Yes. I have indulged my own curiosity enough out here, I think. It’s time to get back to work, he ‘said’ with an internal sigh. We can head back together. Two is safer than one if we run into trouble anyways, he added, with a flicker of dim humor.
And so stag and raven made their silent way back towards the Settlement, together but lost in their own grim thoughts.
