Chapter Forty-One: Reflections
Yvonne sits in the secret base, idly petting Teemo and reading a book from the library. Those two have had a special bond since the raid on Neverrest. They both still do what they need to do, but when their leisure time overlaps, theyre together.Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.
I think its kinda cute, and it makes sense. Teemo and her have very complementary skillsets, and he even tried to save her life. Its not surprising they get along well. Yvonne very specifically didnt want to go join in the ceremony with the ratkin, and Im not really surprised about that, either. She definitely has her own religion to follow, and I doubt Aranya will get her to convert.
Which I think is why shes sighing and putting her book aside to look at me and at Teemo. What do you think of all this, Teemo? He just squeaks and noses her hand, wanting more pets. Pets are clearly more important than potential drama about a cult.
She chuckles and gives him a bit more of what he wants. You dont care, hmm? What about you? she asks my core, like I can actually answer her, and she huffs out a small laugh at herself.
Still no Voice, of course. Well, Aranya always says to read your will in the scions. She smiles at Teemo who wants his belly rubbed, and she cant help but indulge. She looks over to Queen in the alchemy lab, ants swarming over everything and not seeming much different. She looks over to Thing, obscured by the book hes perusing in the nook that is the secret enchanting lab. I need to get that more dug out soon, but I still have plenty of time before the public enchanting workshop will see any actual use.
Do you not care what theyre doing, perhaps? she asks herself, thinking out loud. Shes monologued to me before, I think just to have the comfort of having some thinking being know her thoughts. She doesnt really do it in front of Aranya, though. I guess she doesnt want someone interrupting her musings.
But I dont think I was sent here to do that. Sure, Im pretty sure an angel could easily descend and drop a bible in my metaphorical lap, but that didnt even happen to Moses. He got ten sentences. Sure, he got to talk with Him a lot, but only those were written in stone.
And I dont even remember all of those! Im pretty sure the No Idolotry one is going to complicate matters the next time I die, but I dont know what to do about that. Thats part of why Im saving everything for a Voice. Even if I dont know what Ill even say!
Be excellent to each other might have worked for Bill and Ted, but its not exactly informative. Alright calm down and think. Goals. Improvise. My goal in this: dont screw up and accidentally a cult like how most people think of a cult. So how?
Keep it simple, for starters. People will always try to complicate things, sneak in edge cases to try to ease their consciences. Ten commandments in stone, thousands of pages. Sure, its history and all important to understanding the whys of a lot, but the ten are the explicit, stated things.
And even those can be condensed. I might not remember all of the commandments, but I remember the greatest commandment: To love. Love thy neighbor, thy parents, thy God, and all the other commandments will follow.
Seems like a good place to start, to me. Love truly, and evil will have a hard time getting a foothold.
