2024-07-17 - Of Thou – Believers

The Wheel:

Oh... you aren't much, are you? You're barely anything at all …

“It's okay,” Jjezreth tried to tell The Wheel, “but I'd really like nothing to do with you.”

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The Sun:

It WAS a joyous time to be alive! Oh, The Sun was so correct!

Jjezreth adored her! It wanted a better look!

She was brilliant and bright and Jjezreth would have loved to follow her. It could carry her into the sky, bring her as far and high as the real sun in the sky! There was a shadow behind her, just at her heels, but Jjezreth could chase those away oh so easily.

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The Moon:

Jjezreth was so deeply curious about The Moon. Why was he hiding? Jjezreth hid sometimes in being Patchwork but why was The Moon hiding?

And he was gone even before Jjezreth could see deeper, before Jjezreth even had the chance to decide if it would like to see any deeper.

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The Star:

“Thank you! I wish you well as well!” Jjezreth told The Star, delighted by his words. Only to look deeper at the way he'd said them.

Something wasn't okay with The Star, and for all Jjezreth liked what it saw on the surface it was unnerved by what was deeper. Jjezreth wanted a partner to match the brightness of, or one that seemed to need only a little buoying. The Star needed more than that; more than what Jjezreth was capable of.

So, ruefully, Jjezreth decided to shoo The Star on.

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The World:

Jjezreth flooded The World right back with delight – with joy and the desire to both love and be loved in return.

Why wouldn't it be so neat? Love was easy and Jjezreth could give it freely. Easily! It could love endlessly only so long as it was loved in return.

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Death:

This was far too grim. Too dark and too bitter – this mind made Jjezreth recoil and shrink back.

It was frightening, crushing. Not safe to touch and Jjezreth backed away.