What is the absolute worst thing about being a scythe? Also, do you have other scythes as friends or regular people as friends? Or no friends at all?
“See, on the surface, it might seem like with the power and freedom granted to us by the Scythedom, our lives are easy. We’re privileged, as Scythes. We want for nothing, we have fame-- though some may say infamy-- among the people, and we are beholden to no laws beyond the precepts of our order.”
“But, as my Patron Historic famously said, and as I’ve echoed on many occasions, freedom is a two-edged sword. You can’t separate privilege from duty within the Scythedom. And besides that, the privilege we have, perhaps by design, sets us apart from others just as much as our duty does. We are among the last in the world who face true consequences for our actions, and I’m not sure if I’m resentful of that fact, or if I’m grateful for it.”
[He looks down and sighs forlornly, a sad sort of smile on his face.]
“And as for friends, I think that’s part of why I started this blog. I crave a connection with others that I am, by virtue of my position, unable to have. I’m hoping that I can have some semblance of it through my interactions here.”