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Anden

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek

They were all pawns. The idea was an interesting one for Anden. If even the Queen of the Grounds had no control over the events that were to take place, than who did? The Deities? If they truly cared about their people, you'd think they would know better than to solve their problems with war... But maybe Caido didn't know the pain that war brought. Maybe they didn't know the face of an orphaned child, or the sound of a widowed mothers voice cracking.

Anden knew nothing. He'd sought answers when he first arrived, but failed to find them. "Enough to survive." And that was the truth. He didn't know who, what, where, or why - but he knew how to survive. He'd manage to learn that much since he'd arrived in the Grounds. "I know we-" Anden used the term to describe the ascended very loosely, "Did something to the fae. I've only met one, and she seemed hesitant of me." He watched Wessex's face hoping to find an answer in her expression. "I don't know much, so maybe I'm ignorant." But maybe that was his true blessing, not the gifts that the Voice gave him, but the fact he didn't know any better.

"But is that such a bad thing? What's wrong with wanting to move past this. To look to the future instead of the past."

The Sun and the Moon
In an endless game of hide and seek