October
a sunflower soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
Twitching your lips, you remain thoughtfully silent on this subject. You're not...entirely convinced of all that Gideon is saying, though you do absolutely believe that if the Gods wanted to do something, they could. Whether or not they were or weren't was...well, his job, not yours, and you're quite content to simply be a very small cog in this very large machine.
"Oh, I see what you mean. Well...I suppose even if we...win? and the ascended are gone as is the Voice, there will still be sick to attend to, and the will of the gods to decipher." Biting the inside of your cheek, you shrug. "I mean, they were locked away from most of our lives, and we still found things to do, right?" You ask with a bright smile, nearly reaching forward and nudging his shoulder for all the paternal warm he radiated.
"Oh, I see what you mean. Well...I suppose even if we...win? and the ascended are gone as is the Voice, there will still be sick to attend to, and the will of the gods to decipher." Biting the inside of your cheek, you shrug. "I mean, they were locked away from most of our lives, and we still found things to do, right?" You ask with a bright smile, nearly reaching forward and nudging his shoulder for all the paternal warm he radiated.
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise
