Even a god can go too far, Shauna. I certainly did. Which is why I have the divine right to say that it was not okay for you to be caged and murdered like that. You had no choice in what you did, and thus not even Ma'at would find your heart heavier than a feather if she judged you for what others think you should be judged for.
[ just the wolf bits
the rest you'll probably still get judged for, girl ]
yeah? kinda sucks she wasn’t here, then. everyone else still judges me, but whatever. i don’t need everyone to like me. just the people who matter.
[the team, set himself, a scattering of others. shauna had never wanted to explain or defend her actions, because she’d done them for reasons that nobody else would ever understand. because they weren’t inside her, privy to the grief and rot and despair that coats her bones, runs in her blood. if they judge her for any of it, they don’t understand.]
That is the same way that I feel. Many do not like me, but they also have their own notions of what I am. Unlike them, you and I know what guides our hearts — our sons, the distance between us and them. The things we had to do, for survival and because nobody else would be able to do it.
[ He's proud of her. Of the difficult path she's chosen to walk, the burden she's shouldered, the ugly wrath she lives with — that should could put down, but would never because it's hers. Shauna's like him, in that. ]
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[ i have a new namefield thank you very much ]
Even a god can go too far, Shauna. I certainly did. Which is why I have the divine right to say that it was not okay for you to be caged and murdered like that. You had no choice in what you did, and thus not even Ma'at would find your heart heavier than a feather if she judged you for what others think you should be judged for.
[ just the wolf bits
the rest you'll probably still get judged for, girl ]
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kinda sucks she wasn’t here, then.
everyone else still judges me, but whatever. i don’t need everyone to like me.
just the people who matter.
[the team, set himself, a scattering of others. shauna had never wanted to explain or defend her actions, because she’d done them for reasons that nobody else would ever understand. because they weren’t inside her, privy to the grief and rot and despair that coats her bones, runs in her blood. if they judge her for any of it, they don’t understand.]
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Unlike them, you and I know what guides our hearts — our sons, the distance between us and them. The things we had to do, for survival and because nobody else would be able to do it.
[ He's proud of her. Of the difficult path she's chosen to walk, the burden she's shouldered, the ugly wrath she lives with — that should could put down, but would never because it's hers. Shauna's like him, in that. ]