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compnetwork2012-10-23 12:39 am
guidemethroughit) wrote in compnetwork2012-10-23 12:39 am
a mythology lesson none of you asked for
[It's deadly silent, despite the fact Elizabeth is obviously in her room -- if the first-person perspective of the camera is anything to go by. It's lit by pale blue spotlights, giving it an oddly serene look --
but Elizabeth's voice, rising in its usual lilt, turns serene into eerie. It's only shortly after Ideo's post, and she's rather amused by the content of it. But no matter; she's here to talk.]
In Greek mythology, Thanatos was the son of Nyx and Erebus -- the goddess of the night, and the personification of darkness. He had a twin brother named Hypnos, who was the god of peaceful sleep, as well as many siblings whose names have been lost to the common tongue as they have faded into obscurity. While Thanatos is the god of death, he is a god of a merciless, peaceful death -- but many other deaths, such as those caused by the violent hands of man, have been counted in his arsenal.
Thanatos is an indiscriminate god. He hates all and is hated by all, for he is the torrent that extinguishes life.
[A small sigh.]
It is truly a pity, that such a magnificent figure would suffer such a tragedy. And he has even been outwitted in a few myths. However, that is only how mankind thinks of him. Every god must have a folly, in order for man to relate to him, despite the fact they are thought of as deities -- those beyond the reach of humanity.
[...But none of this is her point, and she - and her camera - look at her lap, where the Compendium lays. Her hands are folded neatly against it, and she laughs -- a little too cheerfully.]
Your kind has always fascinated me. [She drums her fingers on the leather book, almost thoughtfully.] Perhaps I would learn more about you if I were to let Thanatos tear you apart?
[She turns her gaze to a mirror she's placed beside her chair, and observant people might notice red eyes before she licks her fingers and turns off the feed, like wetting a candlewick.]
but Elizabeth's voice, rising in its usual lilt, turns serene into eerie. It's only shortly after Ideo's post, and she's rather amused by the content of it. But no matter; she's here to talk.]
In Greek mythology, Thanatos was the son of Nyx and Erebus -- the goddess of the night, and the personification of darkness. He had a twin brother named Hypnos, who was the god of peaceful sleep, as well as many siblings whose names have been lost to the common tongue as they have faded into obscurity. While Thanatos is the god of death, he is a god of a merciless, peaceful death -- but many other deaths, such as those caused by the violent hands of man, have been counted in his arsenal.
Thanatos is an indiscriminate god. He hates all and is hated by all, for he is the torrent that extinguishes life.
[A small sigh.]
It is truly a pity, that such a magnificent figure would suffer such a tragedy. And he has even been outwitted in a few myths. However, that is only how mankind thinks of him. Every god must have a folly, in order for man to relate to him, despite the fact they are thought of as deities -- those beyond the reach of humanity.
[...But none of this is her point, and she - and her camera - look at her lap, where the Compendium lays. Her hands are folded neatly against it, and she laughs -- a little too cheerfully.]
Your kind has always fascinated me. [She drums her fingers on the leather book, almost thoughtfully.] Perhaps I would learn more about you if I were to let Thanatos tear you apart?
[She turns her gaze to a mirror she's placed beside her chair, and observant people might notice red eyes before she licks her fingers and turns off the feed, like wetting a candlewick.]