Have you gotten close enough to the Void here to know if it is...similar? I am wondering how alike each of our worlds are, threaded as they are from their birthplace here.
[ Or how much time and natural distance has shaped and changed them into something different, something more.
Lavellan's hands still for a moment over the pot, taking care to note the temperature. When the leaves have steeped enough, she pours a cup for each of them. She keeps her frown mostly to herself, the corner of her mouth ripe to be picked at by the edge of a tooth, thoughtful. ]
Clinging to the past has stagnated many of us. But what we believe of our past is true...isn't. There is so much more we do not know, could not dream of knowing. And so steeped are the Dalish in their perception of the old ways that they will not accept the truth as it is.
[ She pauses, eyes lingering for a moment on the pot as she finally sits across from him. ]
And they are so caught up in what they believe is right that they are dying in a mire of pride and little else. If we do not grow and change, we will lose everything.
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[ Or how much time and natural distance has shaped and changed them into something different, something more.
Lavellan's hands still for a moment over the pot, taking care to note the temperature. When the leaves have steeped enough, she pours a cup for each of them. She keeps her frown mostly to herself, the corner of her mouth ripe to be picked at by the edge of a tooth, thoughtful. ]
Clinging to the past has stagnated many of us. But what we believe of our past is true...isn't. There is so much more we do not know, could not dream of knowing. And so steeped are the Dalish in their perception of the old ways that they will not accept the truth as it is.
[ She pauses, eyes lingering for a moment on the pot as she finally sits across from him. ]
And they are so caught up in what they believe is right that they are dying in a mire of pride and little else. If we do not grow and change, we will lose everything.