Chapter 1, Verse 4 - I|hear..sou/n.ds--♫

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

[Audio - The Dark Hour]

[An audio call with plenty of reverb in the speaker's voice, during the dark hour?]

[...Well. Frankly, it's pretty commonplace as of late, isn't it? Even if you don't recognize the speaker's voice the underlying echo within it speaks as to their nature, while the speaker herself asks a simple question.]

Duty, or desire?

Comments

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Oh, I know what I feel. I guess I should redefine my question: what precisely makes natural emotions 'natural'?

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

[He thinks.] That no one else has placed them within you.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

And if the container for them was never meant to hold them in the first place?

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

That does not make them any less real.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Good answer. Not that I argue against it, but would be so kind as to elaborate on why you say that?

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

People change. Growth in unexpected ways can be a blessing.

Brief video swap probs

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Growth that wasn't expected, a surprise for all involved... Yes, those words have merit. That sounds about right.

[The video feed goes on, satisfied yellow eyes looking straight ahead into the video.]

Talk with me about this another time, will you?

o7

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

I will. When you're in a different state of mind, I assume.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

A delicate way to term it. Not altogether inaccurate though; a whole lot better than using the phrase 'the real you' would be, at least.

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

I'm not that stupid. What you say has some merit, but exaggerated to an unbearable level.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

Unbearable? If you've got thin skin, perhaps. Besides, I haven't done much exaggerating at all this entire conversation.

[gaveupfeeling.livejournal.com]

I am not Devola. I can bear it.

[skaldssong.livejournal.com]

And so should I be able to as well.

Remember what I said, 'kay?

[The shadow raises a hand to the side of her head, pantomiming the act of making a phone call before hanging up.]