[ All this talk of sacrifices make her wonder. After a long moment, she raises her hand back to her own hair, leafing a hand through it. ]
Whether they agree with you or not, I myself still find it hard to fathom and even harder to see as reality. When I look up at this sky now, where ever-present Light used to be, it feels like a dream. Or perhaps a nightmare. I can't be certain of which anymore.
[ She extends her hand to the side, fingers unfurled. ]
To have learned all that I have of Zodiark, of the Ascians, of their forgotten and distant civilization... of Hydaelyn...
[ And then, she turns, unfurling her hand to the other side, and looking to her bare palm there. ]
And then, to come back to the Source... to come back here, where all have forgotten or are completely oblivious to it...
It feels as if the first did not happen at all. It feels as if coming out of a dark cave for the first time. I do not feel as if I sacrificed much when I think of the sacrifices they made, despite knowing I shouldn't... sympathize. And what of my soul? What of these -
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Whether they agree with you or not, I myself still find it hard to fathom and even harder to see as reality. When I look up at this sky now, where ever-present Light used to be, it feels like a dream. Or perhaps a nightmare. I can't be certain of which anymore.
[ She extends her hand to the side, fingers unfurled. ]
To have learned all that I have of Zodiark, of the Ascians, of their forgotten and distant civilization... of Hydaelyn...
[ And then, she turns, unfurling her hand to the other side, and looking to her bare palm there. ]
And then, to come back to the Source... to come back here, where all have forgotten or are completely oblivious to it...
It feels as if the first did not happen at all. It feels as if coming out of a dark cave for the first time. I do not feel as if I sacrificed much when I think of the sacrifices they made, despite knowing I shouldn't... sympathize. And what of my soul? What of these -