#;;Messages for a Scholar

[chaldeanu]

i feel like veritas ratio, despite being a strict person, would fully support this whole idea that your 100% is different every day — as long as it’s visible that you’re doing everything you can at the moment, he’s satisfied with your results.

#talking ノ #especially outside university because academics must have some rules #perhaps the stories about him failing so many students exist only because many of them were not taking his lectures seriously? #anything he’s done outside the university (in the story) is quite heroic (just not obvious) #thinking about his message that not everyone is fit to become scholars #but that doesn’t mean they’re any worse #quite the opposite because at least they know their value and can exceed on different paths

[liquidstar]

after a long pause i finally finished my newest oc batch ^_^ this time for owl feather: the scholar's guild. the members are more or less different types of academics, or just nerds, with their own different niches. as usual, more specific info+closeups under the cut <3

Name: Mercury

Name Origin: The planet named after the messenger god

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 28

Guild rank: Guidmaster

Weapon: Caduceus

Ethos (Power): Aileron (Enhanced speed and levitation)

Flaw power is based on: Her evasiveness- Though her power has evolved (the levitation) once she became guildmaster as she became a pillar for her guild, and successor to the former guildmaster.

Notes: I can be your angle... or yuor devil

Name: Keid

Name Origin: A star whose name means eggshels

Pronouns: He/him

Age: 19

Guild rank: 3 star

Weapon: Chicken sickles

Ethos (Power): Computative prognostication (He can calculate the outcome of events in his own head, but he can’t see outcomes beyond the one he calculated)

Flaw power is based on: His overly cautious and ruminative habits, though he tries to play it off like he's way more chill and not constantly existentially overthinking

Notes: But which came first...?

Name: Alasia

Name Origin: A star whose name references Idalion Tablet, one of the oldest known contracts

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 15

Guild rank: 2 star

Weapon: Shovel

Ethos (Power): Erudition (Psychometry- The ability to read the past of any object by touch)

Flaw power is based on: Her extreme curiosity, while her inquisitiveness on it's own can be admirable she can often get obsessive about it.

Notes: She's an archeologist <3

Name: Dimidium

Name Origin: Exoplanet whose name means "half"

Pronouns: He/She

Age: 22

Guild rank: 4 star

Weapon: Double-ended flail

Ethos (Power): Vice-versa (Healing and reverse healing)

Flaw power is based on: His simultaneous obsequiousness and brashness- Two extremes that she fluctuates between in a way that's both unpredictable and unhealthy.

Notes: Generally stoic either way so it's hard to tell...

Name: Navi

Name Origin: Informal name for γ Cassiopeiae- A navigation point for Apollo 1

Pronouns: He/they

Age: 19

Guild rank: 3 star

Weapon: Arm

Ethos (Power): Kefi (Energy direction- He can channel his energy into powerful attacks into his weapon of choice, which they designed to be their own arm)

Flaw power is based on: Their over-zealous nature. Though passion is a good thing, their ferventness can absolutely make him lose track of himself.

Notes: A weaponsmith who’s figuring out more technological approaches

Name: Talitha

Name Origin: A star system, whose name means "Spring"

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 13

Guild rank: 1 star

Weapon: Plastic wand

Ethos (Power): Metamorphosis (Magical girl transformation. She can shoot beams out of her wand now.)

Flaw power is based on: Her extreme tendency for escapism, especially in idolizing fantasy.

Notes: She's a magical girl 💖💖💖

Name: Misam

Name Origin: A star whose name means "wrist"

Pronouns: They/them

Age: 28

Guild rank: 5 star

Weapon: Wrist blade

Ethos (Power): Rigor (Enhanced precision)

Flaw power is based on: Their surprisingly to-the-point, often cold-blooded nature.

Notes: Nerds can be cool too, guys.

Name: Perwana

Name Origin: An exoplanet whose name means moth

Pronouns: She/her

Age: 27

Guild rank: 5 star

Weapon: Lantern

Ethos (Power): Callous luminance (Physically palpable hard light, created from her lantern)

Flaw power is based on: Her tenancy to place the burden of guidance onto herself- Literally a guiding light for others. Mostly in regards to erudition, the symbolic connection between illumination and knowledge. She wants to illuminate everyone. But this can be at the cost of herself.

Notes: These are her summer clothes.

#finn's ocs #finn's art #oc references #YAY finally posted them #the smart guys set.... #i was excited for this set regardless bc they all have their own like specific reasons theyre in the scholars guild #like different things theyre following. except for arguably talitha but shes like. a baby #shes more geeky than nerdy. but she would hang out in their huge library a lot and just sort of ended up joining #mercury herself is obviously the leader but her thing is moreso about spreading the message of the previous guildmaster (minerva) #while keid is more of a philosopher (so good at rumination might as well make a passion of it lol) #and like i said alasia is an archeologist (and historian!). and i describe navi as a blacksmith bc thats the title theyd be given- #but hes more of an engineer. doing cool new innovative things. so they and alasia have this sort of future/past passion thing #dimidium is a medic lol but bc of the way her power works its a bit more complicated #when i say reverse healing i mean he can literally just make you worse. Injury Power. #misam is like the edgiest of the batch for sure but dont be fooled theyre still more nerd than edgelord #the reason they can be so ruthless is because theyre very calculative about their choices #not in the same overthinking-type way keid is but in the sense that they can be a bit... ends justify the means? #not that they dont care about ethics at all but unlike keid they wouldnt get caught up in them #the most direct approach is the best one and all that. theyre a utilitarian. #(misams top was also more risque at first but i decided to have them button up a bit lol) #and perwana is an acolyte (aco-light. lol) in the sense that her goal really is just to spread knowledge #shes the most similar to mercury in that sense which makes her probably the first candidate for the next guildmaster rn #bc thats also the thesis statement of the guild itself! #they have a big open library for a reason. well. mostly open #but thats them :)

[curapicas]

Fun fact! Not many people notice this, but Luffy DOES have his own captain logbook, which we even see him working on!

image-heavy under the cut

Oh c'mon, there's no way you actually believed me.

#one piece #luffy #in my opinion he should've used a bug encyclopedia as logbook and go ''day xxx I found this one'' with an arrow to the picture of a beetle #the messages are scattered and in no particular order in the book and every scholar hates him for it #and loves nami for her own version #one piece spoilers

[electropath]

assuming that when spamton g. spamton says the following to kris,

he’s appealing for them to trust him,

then it would be perfectly reasonable for him to ask someone to “remember to hit that bell” when he means he wants them to pay attention. thank you.

#this has been a message from the person who edited jerma’s spamton performance into a 1 mil view yt video #i am a scholar in this matter #deltarune

[grandcovenant]

always thinking about her (the forbidden dimensional butterfly lore)

#lies of p #this message is thing only thing holding my Every Ending Is Canon. At The Same Time thesis together. #that and a bunch of drawings of colorful butterflies. #yes i mean thesis. i'm a scholar with a dream.

[corvidaedream]

my coworker asked the group chat if anyone knew any resources about childbirth and/or contraception during our time period, and was shocked by how quickly I managed to respond w book recs

#messages from the ouija board #i saw the notification and immediately went MARTHA BALLARD #but aside from midwifes tale i also told her about some pamphlets i have facsimiles of thats are about food & herbs #that mention various uses in childbirth and 'problems of women' #and she was like damn that was fast u astound me #sadies day job #listen i just love two kinds of history #1) what were regular people doing in the non-historically-eventful moments in their lives #2) what did scientists and scholars believe at the time? like whst was doctoring like?? #so if ur like hey do u have a book rec about the day to day life of a medical practioner from the late 18th century? I DO #woe midwifes tale be upon ye

[wisdomfish]

All scholars agree that Galatians was written by Paul. Paul tells us that he received his understanding of who Jesus was and what he did from a supernatural experience within a year or two after the crucifixion. He also points out that he went to Jerusalem three years later and the apostles there agreed that his message of a divine Son of God who was crucified and rose from the dead was correct. There is no reason to doubt that Paul visited the apostles, since he has no clear motive for lying and, further, such a visit fits well with the Jewish practice of looking to authorized teachers of a rabbi's doctrines for controls on doctrinal purity. Thus, belief in a divine, risen Jesus was in existence within just a few years after his death. ~ JP Moreland

#scholar #supernatural #message #rose #rabbi

[tacetnix]

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---- Half asleep, barely together with it, Mary looks over to see one of her notebooks in her contemporary's hands. A recognition plays on her features, but she does not stir any further. She had promised to lay her mind and soul bare for the Prospector... this, her addled mind concluded, "'s par for th' course..."

Opening the notebook itself contained writings that date back to Mary's time as a Scholar of Mensis, but the back half of the book... Lists Names. Each name has at least a single sentence. They depict identifiable features, traits or mannerisms. Whatever came first to the scholar.

Those that survived the first descents have more notes written, as she committed the information to paper and memory. Only four names have such notes written.

Of these four... Only one has more than a paragraph.

Hazel Haizal HEYSEL

(I finally asked how to spell her name.) ---- Dark skin, dark hair, and a smile that seems all the more luminous in contrast to both.

× Met her again. The early days are rough. I didn't think the world could be so physically taxing, but this is the path I chose. We saw Niklaus be crushed by one of the sentinels. A rotund, pale man with nary a cloth upon him. Yet she smiles. Is she trying to avoid the thoughts? Or has she accepted the death that easily? This is Yharnam, the dead line the streets, found by morning. This was different, seeing him crushed, watching him move and then not. But by the fire, we sit and converse. She unnerves me, if it is an earnest settlement with his death.

× A familiar face. Even in the dark, I believe I nearly shot her 'twixt the eyes. The smile is what made me second guess the pull of the trigger. Unsure if she's adapted to the tombs, but she is certainly carrying herself with as much aloofness as I'd come to expect. When I'd first met Heysel, I remember wondering how quickly her smile would be dulled and smothered by the horrors beneath the city. Again, the night is spent conversing and enjoying a rare company. She tells me of all manner of creatures and plants she has found -- of groves where grasses grow and brilliant pale flowers stare from afar. She so readily jests that they emerge into giant insects that conjure flame and stars alike. As if it is common occurrence. But... the way she speaks does not tire me. It's refreshing, for once. Odd, queer, and unusual. But not unwelcome.

× It feels like months since we last spoke, her and I. Perhaps years, hah. It is difficult to tell, down here. I could count the times I sleep but that wouldn't be days, now would it? I could calculate the days based on my sleeping schedule when we return from a dive, but it'd be fruitless since it changes. But this time... beneath the burning sun, we emerged within days of each other. I don't believe I've ever been so happy to see another human being. I only hope I showed my appreciation in a way that she understood it. ...But that too may simply be wishful thinking. I had best not get my hopes up. I can at least trust that out of everyone, that the best Prospector I know can survive.

× Thought I saw her. Must have been the tombs, playing a trick. I'll not lose my mind yet, damn you.

× I hope you're well, my friend. I miss you.

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[salsflore]

💌 , 🎶 for zhongli cuz anniversary, 🎁 for diluc and haitham?

BINAAA okok thank you for the ask !!

💌 - what would a love letter from your f/o look like?

for zhongli, a simple envelope sealed with wax! maybe he’d even go through the small effort of folding the envelope himself instead of just having purchased it. i feel like his love letters wouldn’t often be over the top gushing lovemail, just things about missing me, or this reminded me of you and i wish we could share the sight, etc.

he might sign the envelope or write a little something on it if it’s not already included in the letter itself. think he’d be the type to end them with cute things like “missing you,” or “thinking of you,” or “i spent all your money sorry darling please forgive me,” you know xoxo

🎶 - what song/lyrics remind you of your f/o?

🎁 - what present would you get your f/o? What do they get you?

girl if i mention ji ming yue / moonlight thoughts in relation to zhongli one more time i think i might get kicked off. so other than that? perhaps valentine, by laufey..

i think it’s a bit silly to think of the loser geo archon reduced to just some guy that gets giddy over his crush even after literally getting married. thinking of him being shy, unsure ( lack of romantic experience or something, i guess ) makes me ill. he’d be so cute waahhh

warning i rambled a bit here

wowowow a question for ‘luc & alh! okay okay um so if it’s something like a bday, anniv gift then diluc would probably be a little clueless, might even ask adelinde on what to get? if it’s “just because” gifts i feel like he’d pick up small things like oh! a small bouquet of flowers. a little charm he saw, and thought i’d enjoy, etc. in return i’d ... honestly even in real life i don’t think too hard, i just try to pay attention to the things they like or seem to need.

other than those, probably small cute trinkets and stuff :] i imagine we’d be apart pretty often, so i’d be like “hey, loser! i got us matching keychains are you madly in love with me yet” and he’d be like “um. thanks” but also said keychain would be on his person 24/7.

now for alhaitham he’s definitely the type to give mostly practical gifts i think? things he knows i’d enjoy and can make a good use out of. if not that, he’d just directly ask, no need to think about it too much when you can get a straightforward answer! just my type ♡_♡ so his present depends on whatever i literally just ask for

for gifts i’d get him? genuinely don’t even know LOL maybe books... but if i get him the wrong book he might break up with me so then what! i should get him a children’s storybook. also maybe like silly stationery? and he’s like uh this is kind of ugly but he’ll be seen using it to fill out paperwork anyways, because it writes well and he loves me

#⠀new message received !⠀ #HINA TAG WHERE GRRR #i'm lazy babe sorry!! #⠀my beloved scholar⠀—⠀19.01⠀ #⠀my adoring bartender⠀—⠀04.07⠀ #⠀my dearest archon⠀𑁋⠀17.03⠀

[chanyoungies]

remember when i said the group told me we prob wldnt start working before the upcoming break

#i was lied to i woke up to messages in the gc nd them making a google doc n going through a scholars bibliography nd

[samafricanreporter]

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[ventisventing]

god I hate turnitin and how it flags my work when I haven't plagerized at all. Like bro just because my word choices are sometimes weird, I used dwindled and such in the latest lab report, doesn't mean I plagirized. It's not my fault my brain sometimes uses big words. Now I have to figure out how to reword it cause I got a 46%

#It's a physics class anyway aen't I supposed to use big words????? #I'm an artist not a scholar #how else am I suppose to word it without big words #this is why I hate turnitin #they've false flagged me before in highschool too #makes me so mad considering I work hard only to have to redo it cause some dumb ai thinks my wording is sus #like bro #you're sus #i have anxiety and am a senior #there's no way i'd be dumb enough to plagerize on a class I'm only taking to fill my final gen ed so I can graduate this semester #I don't care enough about this class #hell the only reason why put in effort was because I have an irrational fear of having bad grades due to my family #man #just want to scream #especially cause I doubt the prof take my excuses #but you bet your ass i'm messaging my advisor to make sure that too many of these false flags won't put me in trouble #I've worked too hard just to have some ai blow it all by claiming I plagerized #WHEN I DIDN'T #gahhhhhhhhhh #so frustrating #whyyyyyy #tw rant #cw rant #tw turnitin #tw swearing #cw swearing

[umabloomer]

I got a job at a Ukrainian museum.

On the first day someone asks me if I have any Ukrainian heritage. I say I had ancestors from Odesa, but they were Jewish, so they weren’t considered Ukrainian, and they wouldn’t have considered themselves Ukrainian. My job is every day I go through boxes of Ukrainian textiles and I write a physical description, take measurements, take photographs, and upload everything into the database. I look up “Jewish” in the database and there is no result. 

Some objects have no context at all, some come with handwritten notes or related documents. I look at thick hand-spun, hand-woven linen heavy with embroidery. Embroidery they say can take a year or more. I think of someone dressed for a wedding in their best clothes they made with their own hands. Some shirts were donated with photographs of the original owners dressed in them, for a dance at the Ukrainian Labour Temple, in 1935. I handle the pieces carefully, looking at how they fit the men in the photos, and how they look almost a hundred years later packed in acid-free tissue. One of the men died a few years later, in the war. He was younger than I am now. The military archive has more photographs of him with his mother, his father, his fiancé. I take care in writing the catalogue entry, breathing in the history, getting tearful. 

I imagine people dressed in their best shirts at Easter, going around town in their best shirts burning the houses of Jews, in their best shirts, killing Jews. A shirt with dense embroidery all over the sleeves and chest has a note that says it is from Husiatyn. I look it up and find that it was largely a Jewish town, and Ukrainians lived in the outskirts. There is a fortress synagogue from the Renaissance period, now abandoned. 

When my partner Aaron visits I take him to an event at the museum where a man shows his collection of over fifty musical instruments from Ukraine, and he plays each one. Children are seated on the floor at the front. We’re standing in a corner, the room full of Ukrainians, very aware that we look like Jews, but not sure if anyone recognizes what that looks like anymore. Aaron gets emotional over a song played on the bandura. 

A note with a dress says it came from the Buchach region. I find a story of Jewish life in Buchach in the early twentieth century, preparing to flee as the Nazis take over. I cry over this.

I’m cataloguing a set of commemorative ribbons that were placed on the grave of a Ukrainian Nationalist leader, Yevhen Konovalets, after he was assassinated. The ribbons were collected and stored by another Nationalist, Andriy Melnyk, who took over leadership after Konovalets’ death. The ribbons are painted or embroidered with messages honouring the dead politician. I start to recognize the word for “leader”, the Cyrillic letters which make up the name of the colonel, the letters “OYH” which stand for Organization of Ukrainian Nationalists (OUN in English). The OUN played a big part in the Lviv pogroms in 1941, I learn. The Wikipedia article has a black and white image of a woman in her underwear, running in terror from a man and a young boy carrying a stick of wood. The woman’s face is dark, her nose may be bleeding. Her underwear is torn, her breast exposed. I’m measuring, photographing, recording the stains and loose threads in the banners that honour men who would have done this to me. 

Every day I can’t stop looking at my phone, looking up the news from Gaza, tapping through Instagram stories that show what the news won’t. Half my family won’t talk to the other half, after I share an article by a scholar of Holocaust and genocide studies, who says Israel is committing a genocide. My dad makes a comment that compares Gaza to the Warsaw Ghetto. This gets him in trouble. My aunt says I must have learned this antisemitism at university, but there is no excuse for my dad. 

This morning I see images from Israeli attacks in the West Bank, where they are not at war. There are naked bodies on the dusty ground. I’m not sure if they are alive. This is what I think of when I see the image from the Lviv pogrom. If what it means for Jews to be safe from oppression is to become the oppressor, I don’t want safety. I don’t want to speak about Jews as if we are one People, because I have so little in common with those in green uniforms and tanks. I am called a self-hating Jew but I think I am a self-reflecting Jew.

I don’t know how to articulate how it feels to be handling objects which remind me of Jewish traumas I inherited only from history classes and books. Textiles hold evidence of the bodies that made them and used them. I measure the waist of a skirt and notice that it is the same as my waist size. I think of clothing and textiles that were looted from Jewish homes during pogroms. I think of clothing and textiles that were looted from Palestinian homes during the ongoing Nakba. Clothes hold the shape of the body that once dressed in them. Sometimes there are tears, mends, stains. I am rummaging through personal belongings in my nitrile gloves. 

I am hands-on learning about the violence caused by Ukrainian Nationalism while more than nine thousand Palestinians have been killed by the State of Israel in three weeks, not to mention all those who have been killed in the last seventy-five years of occupation, in the name of the Jewish Nation, the Jewish People — me? If we (and I am hesitant to say “we”) learned anything from the centuries of being killed, it was how to kill. This should not have been the lesson learned. Zionism wants us to feel constantly like the victims, like we need to defend ourself, like violence is necessary, inevitable. I need community that believes in freedom for all, not just our own People. I need the half of my family who believes in this necessary “self-defence” to remember our history, and not just the one that ends happily ever after with the creation of the State of Israel. Genocide should not be this controversial. We should not be okay with this. 

Tomorrow I will go to work and keep cataloguing banners that honour the leader of an organization which led pogroms. I will keep checking the news, crying into my phone, coordinating with organizers about our next actions, grappling with how we can be a tiny part in ending this genocide that the world won’t acknowledge, out of guilt over the ones it ignored long ago. 

#palestine #jewish #museums #history #ukraine

[soon-palestine]

In a statement that was shared with The Nation, a group of 25 HLR editors expressed their concerns about the decision. “At a time when the Law Review was facing a public intimidation and harassment campaign, the journal’s leadership intervened to stop publication,” they wrote. “The body of editors—none of whom are Palestinian—voted to sustain that decision. We are unaware of any other solicited piece that has been revoked by the Law Review in this way. “ When asked for comment, the leadership of the Harvard Law Review referred The Nation to a message posted on the journal’s website. “Like every academic journal, the Harvard Law Review has rigorous editorial processes governing how it solicits, evaluates, and determines when and whether to publish a piece…” the note began. ”Last week, the full body met and deliberated over whether to publish a particular Blog piece that had been solicited by two editors. A substantial majority voted not to proceed with publication.” Today, The Nation is sharing the piece that the Harvard Law Review refused to run. Some may claim that the invocation of genocide, especially in Gaza, is fraught. But does one have to wait for a genocide to be successfully completed to name it? This logic contributes to the politics of denial. When it comes to Gaza, there is a sense of moral hypocrisy that undergirds Western epistemological approaches, one which mutes the ability to name the violence inflicted upon Palestinians. But naming injustice is crucial to claiming justice. If the international community takes its crimes seriously, then the discussion about the unfolding genocide in Gaza is not a matter of mere semantics. The UN Genocide Convention defines the crime of genocide as certain acts “committed with the intent to destroy, in whole or in part, a national, ethnical, racial or religious group, as such.” These acts include “killing members of a protected group” or “causing serious bodily or mental harm” or “deliberately inflicting on the group conditions of life calculated to bring about its physical destruction in whole or in part.” Numerous statements made by top Israeli politicians affirm their intentions. There is a forming consensus among leading scholars in the field of genocide studies that “these statements could easily be construed as indicating a genocidal intent,” as Omer Bartov, an authority in the field, writes. More importantly, genocide is the material reality of Palestinians in Gaza: an entrapped, displaced, starved, water-deprived population of 2.3 million facing massive bombardments and a carnage in one of the most densely populated areas in the world. Over 11,000 people have already been killed. That is one person out of every 200 people in Gaza. Tens of thousands are injured, and over 45% of homes in Gaza have been destroyed. The United Nations Secretary General said that Gaza is becoming a “graveyard for children,” but a cessation of the carnage—a ceasefire—remains elusive. Israel continues to blatantly violate international law: dropping white phosphorus from the sky, dispersing death in all directions, shedding blood, shelling neighborhoods, striking schools, hospitals, and universities, bombing churches and mosques, wiping out families, and ethnically cleansing an entire region in both callous and systemic manner. What do you call this? The Center for Constitutional Rights issued a thorough, 44-page, factual and legal analysis, asserting that “there is a plausible and credible case that Israel is committing genocide against the Palestinian population in Gaza.” Raz Segal, a historian of the Holocaust and genocide studies, calls the situation in Gaza “a textbook case of Genocide unfolding in front of our eyes.”

#palestine #gaza #free palestine #end the the colonialism #end the occupation #harvard #harvard law review #genocide

[corvidaedream]

obsessed w the fact that im desperately trying to research (for funsies, not work) this one civil case from 1771 where John Adams was the defense for this guy, and the only primary source on it ive ever found is from Adams's notes from the trial

and ive been stuck thinking about this for over two years now bc i want to know more about the guy who was suing for damages but he continues to elude me, but I keep talking about the case w people bc everything about it is so chaotic

and i just realized the other day "oh, Adams's diaries are digitized and searchable, maybe he has more details in there, surely this was Notable"

and the only day of the trial he even mentions it, hes just like. the court sat today. and lists what he had for dinner and details a discussion of chickens he had w his in-laws.

#the legal scholar who annotated the trial notes: this element is unusual. this is also strange. the atmosphere must have been weirdly casual #me: this is so mucg that i cant stop talking about it to all my friends and coworkers despite being 2 pages of notes #how has only one modern historian written about this and its like. barely anything in some gay publication??? #john adams: i have no idea what youre talking about #its gray v. pitts (1771) if u even care #messages from the ouija board #i just NEED to know more about john gray bc it doesnt seem like hes the ropemaker john gray #it sounds like hes either working at a peruke-makers or the customs house next door? but its such a tangled mess of details #currently my angle is to figure out who everyone involved is bc its a lot of young apprentices & some potential brothel patrons? #but also then like. straight up founding fathers. #cant keep johnny down 1771 edition

[tacetnix]

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---- She woke up with a start, chest heaving. Red eyes fall on dark skin, melding in the night of Yharnam. Her chest rises and falls in silence, fingers twitching in the air as the prospector runs her slender hands over her companion’s flesh. Feeling, reasserting. That she was real. That life was real. The moon hung low, piercing white light drifting in through the curtains. 

She’d stared at it. It stared at her. The sweat of her back felt so cold, now.

Mary saw herself, but it was not her. It spoke, it acted, it looked like her. It teased the same people, made the same expressions, bantered and teased, and lived the life that she did. A reasonable person would take this dissociation and rectify it with reality. But sanity was a dead thing in Yharnam. This was worse. 

She was not dead. But neither was she alive. An important distinction, when another thing wore your face. Heysel was a welcome companion, where her body refused to feel or register the touch. That was the worst thing about all of this, wasn’t it?

---- The stare glances to a corner of the room. The knot in her throat tightens. Her stare meets yours. Mary freezes. She realizes again that she may not be awake.

Realizes that she may never be awake. Realizes that she may never be real. Are you the real her? Looking in at a life that should be yours? She contemplates this. Sitting there. Incapable of asking you.

Oh, how she longs to know that you envy her, to know that hers is an existence both real and enviable. Something to satiate this waking nightmare of insight and self-ignorance. She tries to ask, calmly. But the voice you hear from her exists only in your mind. Whether she screams or whispers, it never changes volume, never changes cadence.

This nightmare continues, as she pleads for you not to turn your attention away. She doesn’t know what will happen to her once you do. But, eventually, all things must come to an end.

The only question, is will sh-

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