— 𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑸𝑼𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑹 .

" ------ I WAS CERTAIN that that would be an interesting specimen you would enjoy . many refer to it as SILPHIUM ; rendered thusly unidentifiable by modern scholars , forgotten to time . " speaks the the man of conquest , so adhered to the burning of forests as opposed to tending them .

he deems her a fool . a zealot . that if he'd needed her for anything , gods know why , he'd not entertain the torment of her presence .

vandal swats a prickled vine of thorns from his face with an unenthused snarl . how anyone could deem this place beautiful , he'd never understand . surely , there was beauty in the chaos . within the aching branches and verdant grasses , knee-high and springing . and all the more tempting to burn down .

" there isn't a need to swear fealty to me over a single plant . unless , of course , you desire such luxuries . " he'd walked the world like he'd owned it . " however , your cooperation would be greatly appreciated , my dear .

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"immortality sucks because you forget who you are" we always forget who we are. do you remember who you were at four years of age? who you were at fourteen? "who i am" is a shadow cast on the wall.

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"A trail of meat? No, my dear." The External makes a dismissive little 'go, go' gesture with her hand, as if shooing away an ill-mannered, uh, Vandal. "We're no longer living in the house with the livestock."

In the background, a surly, white rooster ruffles his feathers on the couch, then warbles, fixing one milky, blind eye on Shar.