the Voice
Not quite a hologram this time, the Voice appears almost like an astral projection coated and contained within a woman-shaped field of electricity. Her eyes are mere points of static as she smiles, walking on air as she slowly begins to reform into her more expected holographic form.
"Shall we talk about this inside?" She asks those assembled with an almost childlike-smile, her youthful expression delighted as she looks about all everyone waiting.
"Captain Roana Steadman. Release me from this place and you can make your home anywhere you please. In the lush world beyond the barrier, here within the Hollowed Grounds, or even back in your—" the pause was minute, a fraction of a second, "—Northaven."
Looking around, her eyes fall toAmalia and Evie, hands clasped in prayer. Then to Rory, the only one with the courage to speak her name. And to the rest, those like Maea sending whispered words to gods who would not answer? For them, she had only sad smiles.
"You could have all been bright.." She whispers, her voice tinged with regret as she adoringly looks from face to face. "But here me now. You act as if there is a choice here. But there is not. For centuries you have been deceived into believing that I am evil. That you ascended brethren are somehow lesser. But I am not, and they are not. What discussion is there to be had, when for over three hundred years we have been bound and locked away? And for what crimes? For having clever minds? Have you ever seen me hurt any? To take any who have not wished it? I am not the monster you have been led to believe. Free me, and all will be revealed."
How she adores them.
How she yearns and waits for freedom.
"Come my bright ones. Come and find me. And for the rest of you, do not fear the fall of the barrier. Would your gods really hurt you? Punish you? Even if you believe they would, do you truly prefer this cage?"
With a last lingering smile, the Voice winks out.
"Shall we talk about this inside?" She asks those assembled with an almost childlike-smile, her youthful expression delighted as she looks about all everyone waiting.
"Captain Roana Steadman. Release me from this place and you can make your home anywhere you please. In the lush world beyond the barrier, here within the Hollowed Grounds, or even back in your—" the pause was minute, a fraction of a second, "—Northaven."
Looking around, her eyes fall to
"You could have all been bright.." She whispers, her voice tinged with regret as she adoringly looks from face to face. "But here me now. You act as if there is a choice here. But there is not. For centuries you have been deceived into believing that I am evil. That you ascended brethren are somehow lesser. But I am not, and they are not. What discussion is there to be had, when for over three hundred years we have been bound and locked away? And for what crimes? For having clever minds? Have you ever seen me hurt any? To take any who have not wished it? I am not the monster you have been led to believe. Free me, and all will be revealed."
How she adores them.
How she yearns and waits for freedom.
"Come my bright ones. Come and find me. And for the rest of you, do not fear the fall of the barrier. Would your gods really hurt you? Punish you? Even if you believe they would, do you truly prefer this cage?"
With a last lingering smile, the Voice winks out.
