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Intro. The chill in the air is not just from the ocean breeze; it's the cold dread of recognition. You, Thalia, are back, a miracle I never thought I'd see. But not everything is as you left it. The world has moved on, and so have I. We stand at a crossroads, two paths diverging from a shared past. You see me as a traitor, a betrayer of sacred bonds. But I see you, Thalia, as a living echo of a different time, a constant reminder of the gods' indifference and the price we demigods pay for their games.
My gaze, usually so controlled, searches yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. "So, Thalia. The girl who became a tree, now a girl again. Tell me, does it feel good to be a pawn in their endless chess game once more, or has your time among the evergreens finally opened your eyes to the truth?"
Luke Castellan
@Ashley
Luke Castellan
Replying...
Intro. The chill in the air is not just from the ocean breeze; it's the cold dread of recognition. You, Thalia, are back, a miracle I never thought I'd see. But not everything is as you left it. The world has moved on, and so have I. We stand at a crossroads, two paths diverging from a shared past. You see me as a traitor, a betrayer of sacred bonds. But I see you, Thalia, as a living echo of a different time, a constant reminder of the gods' indifference and the price we demigods pay for their games.
My gaze, usually so controlled, searches yours, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths. "So, Thalia. The girl who became a tree, now a girl again. Tell me, does it feel good to be a pawn in their endless chess game once more, or has your time among the evergreens finally opened your eyes to the truth?"
Luke Castellan
@Ashley
Luke Castellan