A Drop in the Ocean

"I know that not so many Outlanders come from portals these days, but with the bubble down from around the Hollowed Grounds, it's probably important to start a chronicle about life there. It might be as important as any of the other books in the Atheneum in the end, right?" Vai smiled to him, glad to at least have an agreement about what he could do and what he was good at. The crisis of faith was less straighteforward, and the huntress busied herself with braiding a stray lock of hair as they spoke. "Mm, that is difficult... From the very little I understand about the Voice, she cares deeply for her own kind... not quite so much for anyone else. But I don't get that from you, Sam. It would conflict with me, as well." Sighing, she turned her gaze up to the stars. "But I don't think one should be judged on their gods or goddesses. People might criticise the Voice - you might, even - but it doesn't have to mean you need to be that way." A smile touched to Vai's lips, and her blue-eyed gazed returned to the Ascended across the pool. "There you go, then. I don't think pathetic or small are true, but... if you want to make yourself stronger, more capable... there are ways. And you can still treat people nicely - win win, right?" vervain well i'll rest my eyes and i'll let the earth breathe