Crawling and Flying
Two options to choose from. Your life has no natural end, and yet this choice will remain forever. Others like you will forever remember. You will be marked, claimed. You will fly or you will crawl. There are only two options. You will be given the relevant information. Then you will choose. Who you are speaking to does not matter. All that is relevant is that your choice will be remembered by the one before you.
Choose to fly and you will dream in ways that you never have before. You thought you mastered the Manasus when you are nothing but a fledgling. There are more doors. There is more power for you to claim. You are Long for this world as you are now, but there is more for you once you fly. You can be Named. The one you ascended under the watchful eye of is endless, why would you ever go against that? Your fascination led you here why abandon that drive at this turning point? The Manasus will never be open to you again if you crawl. Soar and learn and grow into something unrecognizable by the limited nature you once held. You are eternal. Embrace the eternal by surrounding yourself with your betters. You have met those who fly, whether you knew it or not. You were drawn in by the greyest of cats, were you not? Those who fly are closest to the Sun and where else would one want to be?
The other option is to crawl. Though perhaps that gives them too much credit. The other option is to writhe. Caught in the earth rejecting the Sun and their brothers and sisters. You were made by your betters and those who crawl spit in the face of their good nature. Despicable disposition. The one before you hears they wish to undo the hard work of the Lithocodomy and reach into Nowhere to revive those heathenous siblings of the Horned Axe. Horrifying behavior. Those who crawl can develop hard skin, their eyes become fractal. Terrifying appearance. You are lucky those who crawl are in the minority compared to those who fly. You have likely only been exposed to their detestable ideals due to one who was an unfortunately prolific author. Do not take his words to heart. Those who crawl rebel against their betters and against themselves. Best not emulate their behavior.
Hokey? Where did you hear that? The only ones worse than those who crawl are those cowards. They are not real. If they were, wouldn’t the one before you remember one? Hokey is a term not suitable for polite conversation you should refrain from using it in the presence of ones like us. Yes, there are rumors of a place for the willingly forgotten perhaps even a map if you go to the Club. If you choose to seek out Noon, there will be no companionship, there will be no Glory or rebellion or knowledge of any sort. Even those who crawl want for something. How could you want so painfully that you abandon the human connection to death only to turn around and embrace it once more? No. There are two options and two options alone for ones like us. Port Noon is no option.
Oh my, you managed to make the one before you tip their hand. Very well. I will enjoy forgetting you Hokey.











