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To: All Summoned
Hello. My name is Inej, and I currently reside in Solvunn. I have been attempting to research information on the Gods and religious practices here. I have been told some wive's tales by the locals about not going out at night if you do not know the way, and the way a single person's fault can affect the lives of many if the Gods take offense.
My research in the library has not given me much more in way of specifics, just vague tales of them, theories of how they might have looked, but one thing does keep coming up: The Singularity came before them. I do not know if that means that the ones the locals see as Gods here were once people like us, pulled into this place... or if it means that the Singularity somehow created them. All the books hold the same theory: Prayer and dedication will wake them from their sleep.
I found something hidden in one of the volumes I was looking at today:
Ever searching
Ever longing
Lost and greedy
Wails of mourning
What has been found is never enough
Her reach is vast and cutting.
The parchment was ripped and smudged, nothing else could be made out on it. I am uncertain if it means anything at all, but I see no reason not to share it, just in case it might match something someone else has found.
If you have made it this far in this message, I appreciate your time. Thank you.
My research in the library has not given me much more in way of specifics, just vague tales of them, theories of how they might have looked, but one thing does keep coming up: The Singularity came before them. I do not know if that means that the ones the locals see as Gods here were once people like us, pulled into this place... or if it means that the Singularity somehow created them. All the books hold the same theory: Prayer and dedication will wake them from their sleep.
I found something hidden in one of the volumes I was looking at today:
Ever searching
Ever longing
Lost and greedy
Wails of mourning
What has been found is never enough
Her reach is vast and cutting.
The parchment was ripped and smudged, nothing else could be made out on it. I am uncertain if it means anything at all, but I see no reason not to share it, just in case it might match something someone else has found.
If you have made it this far in this message, I appreciate your time. Thank you.
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If I were the gambling type, I'd wager you've never heard of Sankta Anastasia, Sankt Ilya, or a country called Ravka– does that mean they don't exist? That the very home I come from is false, simply because it did not exist in the place you come from? I think not. The idea of Gods here being different than the God which you believe in should not be so different to consider; just because we are unfamiliar with them, and this place, does not mean it is all a lie.
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Like... okay, He, or It, or whatever you wanna call it, touches everything. All worlds, every bit of creation. Some people believe they can talk to It. Some people seem more in-tune with It. People make up stories to explain things that have the Singularity as responsible, even if it's through other people. Like Moses or Noah, prophets.
[ Julie was raised in midwestern America, in a very rural, very religious place, and she has a distinctly evangelical understanding of God, but it makes sense to her. Maybe God was never a giant man with a beard, maybe God was always just a big rock creating and manipulating everything in the universe, tying it all together. ]
So shouldn't no one be fucking with It.
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You would sit idle and do nothing to improve your situation?
I don't know about you, but I have things I could be better spending my time with back home instead of being stuck here.
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God doesn't like to be pushed around.
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And what I'm saying is that the people here are using God's powers in ways they ain't supposed to. They're fucking with shit that they don't understand, because some of them wanna control the Singularity, some of them wanna destroy it. The ones you're with are just weirdos. Hearts may be in the right place, but they're fucking crazy. But what's done is done.
God didn't strike down Sodom and Gomorrah on the first day they did wrong. He didn't flood the world when the first people started their wickedness. He gave them chances.
[ Gave Vegas chances, gave them time to see what they were doing. They simply hadn't seen. ]
But there's only so many chances before He gets fed up. They shouldn't have brought us here at all. But now that we're here, they shouldn't push their luck trying to send us back. You're gonna die eventually anyway. What does it matter whether it's here or there?
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[This is a topic near and dear to her heart. Freedom was a concept that had seemed utterly impossible to her for so long while she was trapped at The Menagerie, but then it was finally in her grasp, only for her to be whisked away to this place, begged to fight someone else's war.]
It matters because I have responsibilities at home. A future, a purpose that I was finally reaching, and now I am here and the thing I have fought for, for years is gone and I am simply supposed to be fine with it? Absolutely not. I did not go through what I went through just to be locked inside another cage.
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Do you not get that fucking with the Singularity might have consequences across the entire universe? No one gives a shit about your purpose. I'm not trying to be mean. But your little life and future don't mean squat if you have to screw with something that powerful to get back to them. None of us mean more than, you know, literally everything else that exists. Even if the Singularity isn't God, it's still too fucking powerful to mess with, and it's linked to every single world.
Figure out a new purpose. Trust me, I'm on my third try at this shit. You don't wanna fuck around with shit like that.
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All any of us have are bit parts and things that are given in piecemeal by people who have been at war for longer than I've been alive. None of us are getting a full picture, but if we bring the pieces we are are getting together, we might be able to see a bigger picture.
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I'm not saying I have the answers. But the people who live in this world have had thousands of years to try and figure out what the hell is going on with the Singularity, and they're still just at "big magic rock". We ain't about to get any clearer than that based on their books and stories.
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I think you're wrong about that. We are many, of many different worlds and cultures and perspectives, and we do not come encumbered with those same centuries of bad blood attached that the people born to these communities have. That alone says to me that we stand a chance of seeing something in a different light than they could have a chance to.
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[ Nott might lie within Thorne's dominion, but they essentially operate as their own tiny kingdom, unbothered by politics and unconcerned with the Singularity, a week's travel on horse from the castle. Julie has no desire to deal with their debates and arguments, no desire to get involved. ]
Even if that mattered and we did figure out something new, it doesn't change anything. If the Singularity was willing to just let us go, it would give us a way. It's alive, it knows what it wants. That's why, sometimes, it does just throw people back. Or back as far as we can tell, I guess. Maybe they're just dying, but I don't think so. It isn't just opening the door for us, not in either direction. If that door was open, people would be coming faster, more random. The idiots bringing us here are cracking the door with a crowbar and grabbing through the gap before it closes again. The Singularity doesn't want it to happen, they're making it happen.
Their research and our perspectives don't mean shit. You wanna screw with The Singularity, have the balls to come into the Horizon and go up to it yourself.
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[That's a dangerous sort of way to think, if you ask her.]
You may not agree with them, or go on their missions, but you are still indebted to them for anything they provide to you.
[The part of Inej that is more inclined to believe exactly what this person is implying wars with the part of her that is more about action than sitting idle, and her own personal desire to know, and understand the goings-on of the new cage she finds herself stuck inside of.]
I understand your position, but it will not change my desire to seek out whatever information that I can find about this world.
I am not planning some rash act or attack on the Signularity.
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[ It may just be handwriting scrawled on a random surface, but there is a force behind it, a fierceness that suggests being challenged is not acceptable. If the parakeet in a cage wants to watch a sparrow take flight outside the window and then say that they're both trapped, that's the parakeet's problem.
Julie won't take the indignity of being told she's caged, and she won't allow Nott to be painted with the same brush as the rest of them. ]
Anyway, if you live in Solvunn, you got bigger problems to focus on than the Singularity and the gods. Those stories gonna help you fight whatever's brewing over in Cadens?
[ Julie may have the first person to raise the alarm about Goro, but when she said she was far from all the politics, she wasn't lying. All she can do is follow the news she gets in the Horizon. ]
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[Ketterdam had certainly influenced her in her time living within it. She would be remiss to assume anything else.
She tires of the cyclic nature of this conversation by now. The other participant in it is very staunchly not open to anything that points to her being in the same position as anyone else here, and Inej doesn't have time to keep arguing over something that, ultimately, is not going to change what she does.]
I am not concerned about my place in a fight. I may not know when or where, but I already know how my life ends: On my feet, with a knife in my hand, protecting people I care about, and people who cannot protect themselves.
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Take your knife and stick it up your ass. Protect the rest of us from having to deal with you.
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Some of the things within this conversation will likely stick to her for a long while from now, though. She does not like the feeling of it.]