& all creatures were created, universes made & the destroyed, but in the end none of it was good. none of it was made to be content; an ever lasting huger that would never be stated; nothing meant for a light of goodness. not even men, not even those ‘which should be in his own image’. perhaps that is what gave to the rise of death, destruction and perpetual horror.
deep breath sucked in, let out and yet eyes never opened. saying what should be said was one thing, but another . . . truly another was admitting to the truth of how things were just as flawed as he was. about how he created ones that were just as bad - if not worse.
he should have tried harder. maybe should have stopped with the leviathans. at least they were predictable and yet . . . he couldn’t stop himself. not here and not ever - it was annoying. he was annoying predictable.
“they,” he says, pausing for a moment, “should be what they seem. all of it. every one and not hide behind masks of contentment and shame.”
@aeternvl - Vessidia - “Men should be what they seem.” ― William Shakespeare, Othello