((tattered fog over the rapids)) -- The River

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Date Posted: 10:57:21 01/11/04 Sun
Author: Erashun
Subject: ((tattered fog over the rapids))
In reply to: Jysulehn 's message, "I wonder... as I wander..." on 00:58:50 12/20/03 Sat

Erashun listens in silence as is his wont, dark silver eyes meeting hers when she glances in the river or directly at him. No emotion is visible in his gaze or on his face, and for a long while, it might seem as though the white isn't even paying attention. When he does speak, his voice is almost silent, and his speech is uncharacteristically unorganized.

"Every breed has their own inner demons. We whites have our aloof arrogance... reds their battle rages... tans their weak passivity... blacks their twisted minds." His eyes flutter closed. "There is no escaping such flaws, mri'fao. The only way any of us have rid ourselves of them is to expand beyond the limitations of our breed. Tew, a master, is far from passive and weak -- he has become more than just a tan."

"But you regret killing without thought, and that is not solely a red trait. Did you watch Atumi in battle, when he was faced with a dozen foes at once? Do you think he cared that they had minds of their own when he cut them down?" Erashun shakes his long, beardless muzzle slowly. "When faced with one's own death, caring for the enemy may be fatal. It is in the aftermath of battle, when the blood dries and the scavengers arrive, that one regrets his actions." Silvery eyes open and settle lightly on Jysulehn's face. "Lavana is a harsh mistress. When she challenges you with her own children, you will either kill or die. It is how you feel afterwards that shows you the quality of your heart, your mind, and your soul."

The white shifts his weight slightly, gaze bottomless and sad. "There is no place in this life for compassion in the midst of battle. I wish there were, but there is not. But you can still test your limits when the blood has drained into the earth and the corpses have been burned. The demons only come out to play when you let them, Jysulehn. Remember that."

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