Maea
The kind of flawless they think I should be
"Maybe the gods are like that where you come from, but here they usually take a more active part in our lives."
Usually, unless you were of the blood and carried that spark in your soul which invited miracles. Then they wouldn't touch you with pliers, lest the poor human began to think themself favored and special. But even as she thought it, Maea found that she did not feel the same bitterness in her heart as she usually did. Black rags had wrapped around her heart in a soothing cocoon that eased her loneliness, disproving all the voices that said abandoned equalled unloved.
Perhaps the gods favored her kin less, because they truly had less need of protection? Because they were favored in other ways? Or was that just the hubris whispering in her ear again.
But it was something to consider. Others had asked for guidance and received it, asked about the Spire and the barrier and been answered. They were not to let the Voice escape, but neither Ludo nor Safrin had forbidden entry into the tower, not that Maea had heard. Did that mean they would leave the matter for the humans to decide?
The bit her lip and returned her gaze to the Spire, indecisive.
Usually, unless you were of the blood and carried that spark in your soul which invited miracles. Then they wouldn't touch you with pliers, lest the poor human began to think themself favored and special. But even as she thought it, Maea found that she did not feel the same bitterness in her heart as she usually did. Black rags had wrapped around her heart in a soothing cocoon that eased her loneliness, disproving all the voices that said abandoned equalled unloved.
Perhaps the gods favored her kin less, because they truly had less need of protection? Because they were favored in other ways? Or was that just the hubris whispering in her ear again.
But it was something to consider. Others had asked for guidance and received it, asked about the Spire and the barrier and been answered. They were not to let the Voice escape, but neither Ludo nor Safrin had forbidden entry into the tower, not that Maea had heard. Did that mean they would leave the matter for the humans to decide?
The bit her lip and returned her gaze to the Spire, indecisive.
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
