My name is Eight. I am theoretically a helicat, theoretically a Glitchen, but not entirely either. I was thought into existence by the Giants Alph and Humbaba.
Through my inborn nature I am able to communicate directly with the Giants, though I cannot do so for long, as Their vast knowledge gives me terrible headaches. I currently dwell within the realm of Spriggan, who is teaching me Botany through His creations. I do not worship any single Giant; I am not Alpha nor Cosmapolitan, not Ti'ite or Lemming. The Eleven are equal within my mind. There is much for me to learn here. I am afraid I have been away from Ur for so long, I have forgotten myself. The land is changed and damaged. It will take a long time to fix what has been done. Even now, the Giants weep in such a manner that it causes me pain to listen. The only Giant I can speak to is Spriggan, stubborn as He is. He seems only concerned with His trees, and does not often think of what has passed. He has much to teach me of nature, and I welcome the distraction. I believe He does, too.
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