I’m glad you think I’m cooler than all of them, though I hope, one day, you have as many friends as you could possibly desire. I haven’t had … many friends before this either. I think I mentioned that. I don’t know if people thought I was a freak, or just sort of strange—was not born or awoken with any particular skills or powers, I was just kind of … a lot. I’ve met more and more people who like that about me. I think … you’ll continue to meet more and more people who like you for precisely who you are.
Would you like to tell me about Chaya? You’ve mentioned her a couple times.
I’ve been out to your First Field; it’s a wonder that it exists, but yes, I can imagine the kind of work it would take to create the conditions to allow it to exist. There is … a lot of sand here. Do you know, if you go out into the desert one direction if you’ll eventually loop back around on the other side of the city? At least Almachadta and the Beast are orbs; I was curious if Mu is as well, or if it’s even been possible to get that far.
Oh, I’m sure everyone cares about people. Everyone I’ve met here has been … not just kind, but friendly. But, I think, it is one thing to care and something else to act on that care. Spending time with the apostates, giving them rations when you can—that’s doing something, and I think that’s. Hm. Different? Though perhaps I don’t understand. Apostasy isn’t really … I mean, within all the small religions of Almachadta, I’m certain it happens, and I’m sure there’s some stories in the Mask, but … well, if you don’t like where you end up on Almachadta, there’s plenty of other places you can go.
I will admit … I don’t think I understand the weight of “actually dying” for people here, as opposed to simply going to sleep. Or rather, I’ve always known everything to die. I’ve met a handful of exceptions since then, but … hm. Dying has never been a concern of mine. Dying before I was ready certainly is, but I suppose what I’m getting at is … I saw Ravhi’s face when he mentioned someone possibly dying as an apostate, and that kind of anguish was strange to me. Not wrong, just strange—hard to fathom. It seems like a heavy thing, to shoulder responsibility not just for someone’s life but their immortality.
Ah, and that is a heavy note to end this on. I suppose I’d like to also ask if there are other things you like. I work with textiles a lot—I’m good with embroidery and spinning thread. I’ve recently been learning to weave. I’ve been working on changing my clothes to something more appropriate for Mu, so I guess I’m a bit interested in fashion. I like stories, obviously. I do some acrobatics and I’m fairly good with sleight-of-hand. I know how to do a bunch of odd, random things while I was younger and sort of … floating around trying to figure out what I wanted from my life. I don’t particularly like cooking, but I want to learn how to make a certain dessert for Awoken.
I don’t know how much time your work leaves for hobbies, but those are mine, I guess. And trying to save the world.