Sil, how do you feel about birthdays? Can this be a good thing? How need to feel about someone congratulating you on this?
The day commemorating one’s birth, chosen on the cyclical repetition of seasons used to have to me a far greater significance in times long past than it does now. Mortal lives are short; the Men and Beastfolk rarely live beyond one century, Goblinken even less than that, and even the two or three hundreds of years that the Mer are given seem insignificant compared to the passage of time.
The annual commemoration of the life of an individual in my eyes has always served as a memorial to one’s mortality and to their daily victories over the struggles of the life. It brings sentiment both soothing and sobering, and in many it inspires and sustains the will of bettering oneself, although oft that is limited to small details many would (unjustly) dismiss as insignificant.
Congratulating someone for their survival is due to those who have truly been fighting for that life for the period of temporal measurement. I do not have to be congratulated.












