2024-07-19 - We Greet Death

This group of candidates had a lot going for them. Hope, understanding, balance... but Muxiaoth was tired. One of them had the gall to ask them how they could be tired if all they did was sit in an egg all day. Muxiaoth ignored that one.

But then she felt her. Death. This candidate was so tired. Just like Muxiaoth. Come sit with me. We can be tired together and everyone will think we're getting on with it. And so, they sat, candidate with egg, egg giving zero care about anything other than chilling with the candidate. They learned almost nothing about her, but when she finally was forced to get up and move on, Muxiaoth felt that maybe they were all a little less weary for their time with each other.