Ky was silent for a moment. "... So you know how everything is going to play out, now?"
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"If I concentrate." Which, frankly, he really didn't want to do. He didn't want to see the destruction, the ravaged land. He didn't want to think about rebuilding and rationing and all the suffering that would come of this. It was better to keep it in the background with everything else.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She was quiet for a long moment. She felt uneasy; like this was something they weren't supposed to know. And yet... "...Do we all survive?"
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"Don't ask me that," he said harshly, even as the answer flashed up into his mind's eye. He shook it away and clutched his head again, groaning softly.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She felt like she got hit in the gut. "... That's a no..." Gods. Gods. Who wasn't going to make it? She felt her gut twisting up and her chest getting tight.
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
His heart was pounding and he felt tears well up again, but he blinked them away. He could forget what he'd seen. He could. "Don't ask questions neither of us want to know the answer to," he said after a pause. "Please."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She wrapped her arms around her legs and buried her face in her knees, trying not to panic. Crisis mode was over. Now was time for the meltdown. Who would it be? Tomhas? Mother? One of her siblings? Gods, gods, gods--
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
Gaius closed his eyes, focusing on sorting words again. Words and memories and truths--everything was jumbled together and rushing about dizzyingly. He was thinking of six things at once, he was in the memories of an old Orthoan farmer, a Northern tribeswoman, a Southern king. He spoke every language fluently, he knew what the end of the world looked like. He saw his descendants and his brother's descendants.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Who?" she asked after a moment, voice choked. She forced herself to look up.
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"Don't," he growled, voice low, but it was too late. It was there again, clear as day, then gone. He could feel himself shaking; a part of him was already grieving.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
“Who?” She demanded again, not backing down. “I can ask Haelar to save them. Before it’s too late.”
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"That isn't how it works." He massaged his temples. "It's anyone and everyone. There are infinite possibilities, but you willing into my head forces me to confront the less desirable ones. Do you understand?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
"Do not ask me questions like that." He gripped the edge of the desk and boosted himself up unsteadily. "Under any circumstances."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
Gods he was insufferable. “If you won’t let me ask Haelar then you need to ask Froenig yourself to protect them. Don’t let someone die because you think I’m stupid.”
"u and rina are systematically watering down the grammar of yws" - Atticus "From the fish mother to the fish death god." - lehmanf "A fish stole my identity. I blame shady" - Omni [they/he]
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