WESSEX
“Kiada,” Wessex chides gently against the flat refusal to believe the Voice would answer her. “She’s like any other God with her tendency to answer or not. You’re Ascended. You chose to be, just like any one of us who did before dying. There’s no difference. Why wouldn’t she answer you?” How could she ever feel the Voice’s love for them if she didn’t actually go to a shrine and pray?
Wessex doesn’t know Kiada’s pastlol or her trust issues with deities and the world at large. But she can imagine there’s something else going on - more than meets the eye. More than they could fix in an afternoon.
She doesn’t have an answer to some of her questions, and what she does have is unlikely to pacify Kiada. It’s unlikely anything the Wraith says here will help, other than giving in to her demands, and well, she couldn’t - wouldn’t - do that. “We voted in Flowerbirth, and no one’s said anything in the year since then. You, and everyone else who came back were unexpected - fuck, do you think I would have missed something like that?” She shakes her head. No, she wouldn’t have missed it for the world. But she did. “Still, no one spoke up all season.” Not a peep. No note. No hey can I speak to you in private? No what the fuck are you doing?
She sighs. “So here we are, right before LongNight and I’m not stupid, I know people are scared. I’m doing all I can to help everyone prepare.” Literally, there’s no way she could do more. “Getting rid of the Monsters has been a goal for a couple of years, and while I’m not trying to minimize how difficult this is - I don’t think it’s fair to all of a sudden change our plans.”
Wessex doesn’t know Kiada’s past
She doesn’t have an answer to some of her questions, and what she does have is unlikely to pacify Kiada. It’s unlikely anything the Wraith says here will help, other than giving in to her demands, and well, she couldn’t - wouldn’t - do that. “We voted in Flowerbirth, and no one’s said anything in the year since then. You, and everyone else who came back were unexpected - fuck, do you think I would have missed something like that?” She shakes her head. No, she wouldn’t have missed it for the world. But she did. “Still, no one spoke up all season.” Not a peep. No note. No hey can I speak to you in private? No what the fuck are you doing?
She sighs. “So here we are, right before LongNight and I’m not stupid, I know people are scared. I’m doing all I can to help everyone prepare.” Literally, there’s no way she could do more. “Getting rid of the Monsters has been a goal for a couple of years, and while I’m not trying to minimize how difficult this is - I don’t think it’s fair to all of a sudden change our plans.”
there was a time that we were kind, but now
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
don't write me, you're not fooling anyone
