florescences | shadowheart catchall

[she thinks about that, drumming her fingers. elysia is so open in some ways, but she knows literally nothing about her.]

Wanting to be understood makes sense. I always want that, too. [even when she doesn't give all that much to go on.] When I said there wasn't all that much to say about myself, it's because I don't remember anything. Or, next to nothing. A few fragments here, a few weeks of time there.

So I have to hope it's possible to understand someone without the whole picture, because I doubt even I will ever have that.

[ shadowheart, did your religion scramble your memories? that's not what elysia is thinking, but it is what i'm wondering.

elysia mulls over that for a while. ]

You're still a whole picture even if you don't know everything there is to know about yourself. I've always known I was a little different, but I didn't know exactly how until near the end - before I spent this existence in a realm of my own making for thousands of years. I still don't know everything there is to know about myself.

It's the picture you know and want others to see... the picture you may also be afraid of letting others see because it may leave them wondering if any of the pictures you showed them were true.

[ when the light hits a painting and reveals there's another layer hidden underneath the surface, is that a secret or is it a lie? or is it finally seeing everything? ]

I want to understand every part of the picture you hold, as you are right now.... and if somehow, someway, someday, more parts of your picture gets filled in, I'd be happy to understand those parts, too.

You were in a realm of your own making for thousands of years?

[what does that mean, elysia... but she does smile at this. it's a sweet sentiment even if delivered in a typically elysia way.]

I'll tell you anything you want to know, I only mean that there's seldom much to tell.

Well, I didn't exactly make it? That's beyond my abilities, but with the help of my friends and their abilities and some special technology.... it's a realm created by using memories. I'm... or I was a simulation.

[ she is pretty sure shadowheart's world's technology isn't modern, but she leaves that statement there. shadowheart can ask for more details. elysia doesn't want to information overload all at once. ]

I think you have a lot to tell even if you don't remember much. Can I ask what you were doing before you died?

[yes this is beyond her tech know-how, though the cave exists.]

And you were alone there, or with your friends?

[elysia would have to ask a loaded question first, but.]

Deciding whether or not to kill someone. I did let her go, but it ended poorly all the same.

My friends are there, too.

[ she points to her halo with its thirteen numerals. she's not alone.

it's easier to learn about people with loaded questions. even if they won't answer it, she learns how sensitive it is for the other person. ]

Is it because you let her go?

Yes. At least, I think it was. I failed an important mission and was punished, though I'm not sure it was meant to end in my death.

[that would be slightly unusual.]

Will you tell me what happened to you, before coming here?

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