Binah | A sad place where one finds many graves.

❞ 𝓦𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓪 𝓬𝔂𝓬𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮, 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝔀𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. ❞ ❞ 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻, 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝔂𝓬𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮. ❞

Please do not.

"I have been 'Awawawa'd.' " "A high compliment I must imagine. Very well, under my outstretched wing shall you, as well, sit."

I had spoken of this in the thread, but... Assistants aside, as you do not know them, though that is likely a contender? Hod or Gebura remain my best choices, at least if Gebura is sane at the time. Malkuth is not quite my tempo. Angela must learn first, perhaps in the future.

A mixture of Expectation and The Moment. Existing as you are in this present is proof enough of my existence. I needn't prove anything else. I, rather, expect. Expect that this is enough, and that others will come to realize this as well. The Expectation for the meaning of… Ha.

What you ask is not 'Can I defeat Limbus Company.' What you ask is 'Can I defy the Flow that assures their success.' The answer? Perhaps not, actually. Though I would make an attempt... Well, there is only two I know of who may defy the grand current with two hands.

Thirty Apples remains my limit.

You recommend to me a craft I am proficient in. The bird endears itself to resting, and I am no stranger to it either.

...I'm hearing the sounds of a scuffle. Are those the ones under my wing? Most certainly they are. Is it where I must attend to? Nowhere else. Hah... I'll be gone for a while.

..A moment. Angela? Angela, what are 'Yams?' A sweet potato? Did you perhaps grow sweet potatoes? ...What do you mean 'Another meaning?' I do not quite know what you are getting towards. Angela. Why are you so flustered, Angela. What is the Other Meaning of Yams, Angela.

Truly breathtaking. Rather than the small nature, you inclined to capture the fluff of the bird instead. Rather than the smooth and pure, you choose the messy yet openly charming. A fundamentally correct opinion. Whomever you are, I bestow my favor openly. Carry it well.

...I could not fit all of my thoughts on that text in a thousand posts. I rather not demean the book by attempting to summarize it in but a few words, nor my foolhardy impressions blemish its name. It is, in my eyes, a worthwhile read to any audience should you the patience.

It... is you again. You have even addressed my query. Hm. You are a bundle of optimism, aren't you. We do need more of that recently, I suppose, so I applaud you for such. I do not mind admitting you are simply right, this once. Today is truly worth smiling for, as ourselves.

A Beholder? I believe that is a wholly untapped market, actually. I do believe that you only need to be openly searching for one and I believe you will be receiving several 'anonymous' messages shortly. Poor Luda. Poor Beholders in general, truly, they are scarcely yearned for.

Should you mean "The Look" that is trademarked, attempt to put forth all of your earnest desires into your expression. Though recall it is a last resort option for when you get serious about it. Should you mean the Arbiter Look, simply bare all of the withdrawn schaudenfreude.

That is all, I suppose. I shall rest, then continue my laboring. . .

Magnificent. You have captured the charm of the bird well. As well as expressed a fundamentally correct opinion. Whoemever you are, expect my favor in the coming tides. Unless we end on opposing sides. Should we end on opposing sides I shall still spare you for this.

Ah, yes, no, how logical of an argument you have. I suppose I must concede. And remove the AI ethics amendment. And allow all of the machines back into the City. Immediately. Because you're so correct, of course. So correct I must leave it all to you and have the streets overrun.

You have no idea how little that narrows it down, do you. I have smiled plenty. It is merely that what you consider to be a 'Small smile,' I consider to be a rather significant effort. Perhaps observe more closely, for I have found myself smiling more these days.

A pleasant birdsong. Fly freely, to wherever you wish. Be it this sad graveyard, or be it a wide ocean; Take yourself wherever you must go and thrive, little one. You have my blessings.