Shared joy is twice the joy, and shared sorrow is half the sorrow. I hope you all have somebody to share your joys and sorrows with, my friends.
only t)(e proverbs t)(at best manage to )(urt anyt)(in t)(at moves. t)(ey say words can cleave deeper t)(an t)(e s)(arpest blade, but ive yet to witness it. not w)(en ive )(eld t)(at blade myself.
Physically, you are correct! But proverbs, Your Grace, speak to us spiritually. Haven’t you ever once, even if just in your youth, heard something so hurtful or abhorrent that in that moment, you would have welcomed the pain of the blade rather than that of words?
not really. i just kill t)(e sucka -E-ELMAO
Hmm, yes, that you do. But even in that reaction, it was their words which moved you to violence. There are, after all, certain things regarding you that you have outlawed rather than allow yourself to hear.
for t)(e image of my rule. you believe violence is a response to t)(e ego; but w)(at you fail to understand, aiiro)(, is t)(at my image is more t)(an t)(e ego- it is t)(e empire. and if myself and t)(e empire are one and t)(e same, t)(en i feel as muc)( as an empire feels; t)(at is to say, truly, not)(in at all. o)( sure, its true, i )(ave my little outbursts )(ere and t)(ere. but its all calculated t)(eater. w)(en you see me, aiiro)(, stripped to my bare bones, youll know i am t)(e representation of t)(e perfect troll- t)(eir leader, w)(o enforces followin by example. a greater mac)(ination to an even greater idea. and t)(at idea is founded on pure, unrestrained, endless murder.
The image of your rule which rests upon the image of yourself — yes, I do believe you and the empire are one and the same. I believe that you are the shining representative of our shared people at large, that you are the standard by which trollhood as we know it is defined. But if you will forgive my boldness, Empress, I do not believe for a moment that you are without feeling. I do not believe every glimpse into your emotional depth is performance. The real performance is the belief that there is only performance. A one-troll play for a one-troll audience. Your Condescension, you know well that each blade has two edges. I do so love our chats. I will pour an extra cup for you, next time I take my tea.
a one troll play for a one troll audience, )(u)(? )(e)(. if t)(ere are no witnesses, and no ot)(er performers to compare, t)(en its functionally t)(e same. if t)(ere is feelin, nobody's gotta know. If t)(ere is feelin, no one needs to care.
You are correct. If we hide ourselves from the world for long enough, we become shadowed entirely. But it is a lonely thing, once you sit with it long enough. I care.
t)(en ill )(ave to kill you, aiiro)(.
As always, Your Imperious Condescension, you will have to catch me first.