[rebuilt from what? naught remains of them. we have helped them to end their suffering-- no more will their souls be reborn into this terrible existence. they know only the bliss of nothingness, and their worlds shall not live again.
their voices are soft, soothing despite what they say.
the two of you should know the same. you shall go nowhere. but you, our dear, dear sibling... will you not lend us your aid? your voice? will you not join us?
the mood squirrel whimpers.
"i don't... but... is it truly so terrible?" it asks, voice wavering. "they do not believe so. i feel it. i do. even now."]
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their voices are soft, soothing despite what they say.
the two of you should know the same. you shall go nowhere. but you, our dear, dear sibling... will you not lend us your aid? your voice? will you not join us?
the mood squirrel whimpers.
"i don't... but... is it truly so terrible?" it asks, voice wavering. "they do not believe so. i feel it. i do. even now."]