[The barkbeast who speaks with her, though not at all pale as should be, can be nothing else but a lusus. Seeing their communion like this only proves it to him.
That distraction ends fast though, for she continues and he finds her assessment difficult to swallow. Perfect, of course he's not perfect, but...]
But... is it not a dire mother fuckin negligence to strive for anything but the best?
["Even the Empress is mortal," His ancestor had said once and her words call upon that. It's hard to squirm away from the weight on it. What if his only way of achieving a mere good is through aiming for perfection?]
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That distraction ends fast though, for she continues and he finds her assessment difficult to swallow. Perfect, of course he's not perfect, but...]
But... is it not a dire mother fuckin negligence to strive for anything but the best?
["Even the Empress is mortal," His ancestor had said once and her words call upon that. It's hard to squirm away from the weight on it. What if his only way of achieving a mere good is through aiming for perfection?]