[Everyone felt like this? Even the humans here, she wants to ask. But she knows the answer. They were made in humanity's image, all. Why would the inner turmoil of a god's be different from its creation?
Still. It makes her feel oddly unsettled, like the earth beneath her feet is suddenly moving. After everything else, though... this was not such a terrible revelation.
But the rest of what he says troubles her further. Frightens her — happiness, to her, was just another thing that could be taken away without warning.]
something that makes me happy? i don't know. nothing's real, right? if whatever happiness here is fake then what's the point of finding it?
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Still. It makes her feel oddly unsettled, like the earth beneath her feet is suddenly moving. After everything else, though... this was not such a terrible revelation.
But the rest of what he says troubles her further. Frightens her — happiness, to her, was just another thing that could be taken away without warning.]
something that makes me happy?
i don't know.
nothing's real, right? if whatever happiness here is fake
then what's the point of finding it?