User blog:Niellepuffs/(Pheilan) Always the end

There must be a better way than this.

Everyone's fighting each other. They always have and they always will. What I saw in the Dream simply isn't enough. Every nation raging at the next for doing exactly the same things they always do. Asura rescuing test subjects from the Inquest just to test on them themselves. Courtiers coming home only to be locked away for the rest of their lives, usually poisoned by someone fearful?

Why are we so afraid of each other? What's the worst we can do?

Destroy the things we love, I suppose.

I didn't even know what love was when I woke up. I had to find it. Or it found me. She found me.

But even if I lost her, I can't imagine blaming an entire people for the actions of a few. It boggles the mind.

And territory? Who gives a fuck about territory? Ground is ground. Share it.

Our Mother is Tyria itself. I don't like the embodiment. It's shallow and emotionless, but perhaps that's a side effect of being everywhere all at once and then trying to manifest in one place to keep your children happy.

Isn't Tyria everyone's mother? Aren't we all in this together?

Even the dragons have become undragoned. What was the name of it? Glint?

But I don't understand my own reaction. The infighting and violence that I abhor makes me want to lash out. Granted, I want to lash out at everyone equally, I think, generally, but still.

And there's something else to it, to the violence. There's something sweeter. Maybe fighting each other wouldn't be so irritating, so disruptive, so nonsensically purposeless if we could all simply agree to enjoy it, like we do in the Mists, like I do in the Mists.

But if it's going to be better, perhaps it must start with me. How do I get people to stop fighting each other when I can't even stop fighting them myself, let alone talk to them?

Symbols. Who comes up with these things?