They stopped. They stared.
Not me.
I chose instead to study the crowd as Administrators fraudulent mouthpiece stepped upon the stone podium.
"My good people! Hear
me now! I bring you fortunate news. You have been deceived!" The salt crisis..is officially..over!"
The majority of the faces I was able to read, appeared dispassionate concerning the vocal proclamation, perhaps it is just a case of seeing them thru my own eyes. I did not stay long. I could not stomach the company or the conversation. Alone, I walked along the stone bridges that overlook my once beloved City. The submit was quiet, void was the normally gathered group of Kaissa players. The unexpected solace was welcomed. The thin night air carried with it not only a brisk chill but dark smoke as well, from my vantage point I could see the flickering outlines of several small fires. I assumed them correctly to be celebratory instead of hostile. As much as I want, I found no cause to celebrate, nor did I feel the adrenaline rush of anger or at the very least superiority as facts were brought to light.
I suppose I expected after such a long time, to be filled with a sense of closure. Is this not what we have waited for? The questions that filled my mind lack intense ferocity. The love I once felt for my Home Stone completely shattered, despair replacing loyalty as I came to terms with the fact that there will be no logical end to this war. There is no amount of salt, no amount of coin that can restore the constant acts of deceit brought about by this current administration. Truth be told it isn't the lies that bother me as much as the fact the I no longer trust.
The weight of constantly fed lies has left me exhausted and broken.
I don't know how late I stayed, I only know the streets were deserted as I walked home.
I pulled at the edges of the scarf causing the folds to part, in doing so, I was surprised to find, my cheeks were damp.
The majority of the faces I was able to read, appeared dispassionate concerning the vocal proclamation, perhaps it is just a case of seeing them thru my own eyes. I did not stay long. I could not stomach the company or the conversation. Alone, I walked along the stone bridges that overlook my once beloved City. The submit was quiet, void was the normally gathered group of Kaissa players. The unexpected solace was welcomed. The thin night air carried with it not only a brisk chill but dark smoke as well, from my vantage point I could see the flickering outlines of several small fires. I assumed them correctly to be celebratory instead of hostile. As much as I want, I found no cause to celebrate, nor did I feel the adrenaline rush of anger or at the very least superiority as facts were brought to light.
I suppose I expected after such a long time, to be filled with a sense of closure. Is this not what we have waited for? The questions that filled my mind lack intense ferocity. The love I once felt for my Home Stone completely shattered, despair replacing loyalty as I came to terms with the fact that there will be no logical end to this war. There is no amount of salt, no amount of coin that can restore the constant acts of deceit brought about by this current administration. Truth be told it isn't the lies that bother me as much as the fact the I no longer trust.
The weight of constantly fed lies has left me exhausted and broken.
I don't know how late I stayed, I only know the streets were deserted as I walked home.
I pulled at the edges of the scarf causing the folds to part, in doing so, I was surprised to find, my cheeks were damp.
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