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[motherofutopia]

The fact that my existence lingers within you continues to disturb me. You, mun, are a creature ruled by impulse. You spend days thinking of a place for me. Which would be more deserving, more in need of my words. Well, allow me to aid you in your choices. I choose to wait. I would sooner see my message go unheard than for you to bring me to a people only to fail to allow me to stay. I am no wandering prophet. My message can not be taught in simple analogies and left at that. So, choose what it is you wish to do with me and make it a firm and standing choice. There's much I need to do.

Comments

[notbloodylikely]

Sounds complicated.

[motherofutopia]

Sadly, it is a simple choice, yet she chooses to make it complicated. In the process I suffer her self-indulgent ways and others suffer the stings of a broken society. All I ask for is a simple choice, one where my mun puts her own daily agenda aside to make a choice and still she refuses to do even that much.

[notbloodylikely]

...I don't understand half of what you say but I like the way you say it.

[johnnytopside]

[He'll just. Stare creepily. From over here, thanks.]

[notjustinthemirror]

Sooooo... What's the message? You're keeping everyone in suspense!

[riseabove]

[ Eleanor here is rather surprised to see Sofia... alive. ]

I'd love to see you try to come to the surface someday, mother. Though I'm afraid you'd find it to be just out of your reach.