NO, IT'S NOTHING LIKE THAT. THIS IS A STORY ABOUT ME.
[A pause, and some fumbling as Signless switches to audio.]
In many ways, I was a very lucky troll. I had a surrogate lusus who cared for me very well and met my every need when I was small, and then I had one of the greatest friends any troll has ever known, and then I met my love. We all traveled together, and we were never separated... until the end.
But in our travels, we saw trolls who had lost quadrant partners, trolls whose matesprits or kismesises had been culled, and there was nothing that could be done. Those trolls were always sad, and often lonely, but given enough time, they would find another matesprit, another kismesis. The truly pitiable trolls were the ones who had lost their moirail. Those trolls were truly broken, truly abandoned, and if we ever visited that area again, they were never still alive. They always died not long after their moirail did.
And I... I never understood that. I didn't understand how they could just give up, how they could just stop living over losing someone.
I was a fool. I'd never felt that kind of loss; I couldn't relate to it. I'd been sheltered, protected, and even when the end comes for me, I know I'll never be separated from those I love.
This isn't an excuse for how I treated you, so please don't think I'm trying to make one. I'm only trying to explain why I reacted the way I did, and why I treated you so shamefully.
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[A pause, and some fumbling as Signless switches to audio.]
In many ways, I was a very lucky troll. I had a surrogate lusus who cared for me very well and met my every need when I was small, and then I had one of the greatest friends any troll has ever known, and then I met my love. We all traveled together, and we were never separated... until the end.
But in our travels, we saw trolls who had lost quadrant partners, trolls whose matesprits or kismesises had been culled, and there was nothing that could be done. Those trolls were always sad, and often lonely, but given enough time, they would find another matesprit, another kismesis. The truly pitiable trolls were the ones who had lost their moirail. Those trolls were truly broken, truly abandoned, and if we ever visited that area again, they were never still alive. They always died not long after their moirail did.
And I... I never understood that. I didn't understand how they could just give up, how they could just stop living over losing someone.
I was a fool. I'd never felt that kind of loss; I couldn't relate to it. I'd been sheltered, protected, and even when the end comes for me, I know I'll never be separated from those I love.
This isn't an excuse for how I treated you, so please don't think I'm trying to make one. I'm only trying to explain why I reacted the way I did, and why I treated you so shamefully.