THE AIR IS STAGNANT HERE. THE GROUND SLOPES DOWN, LEVELING AFTER A SHORT DISTANCE, AND A FAIRLY NORMAL BEDROOM IS SET UP IN THE CAVE. ONE OF THE DRAWERS OF THE NIGHTSTAND HAS BEEN DISTURBED THOUGH, AND OPENING IT REVEALS A JOURNAL RESTING UPON A STACK OF LETTERS. INSIDE THE JOURNAL ITSELF, THE FOLLOWING IS WRITTEN:
“As a being of Junmura, I have to accept that one day, this state may kill me. It is a potential fact of life, something I ‘signed up for’ when I moved here. In the event of that happening, I will leave some thoughts.
Do not be sad, if at all possible. I understand that I have some ‘value’, to those that I know, and so I will use that ‘value’ to purchase the ‘request’ of no sadness. If I am worth enough to be cried over, then this should be enough of a ‘value’ for this request. Some of you are more sensitive though, and I understand that. You are all made in different, unique ways, and it is why I love observing you all.
It is odd, to be writing about ‘death’ for me. It is not something I should experience, yet, I would rather ponder the scenario than leave nothing behind. What should be said, about death? What does one leave behind? I’ve neglected asking others about this, prior to my drafting of this paper, so I will have to use purely my own thoughts. My own approach.
If, then, I am to use my own approach, I do not wish to speak of death. I will share what I have ‘enjoyed’ in life. My purpose was not definitive, and I have largely been left to my own devices, where I must decide what to do in the world. I’ve chosen to learn about descendants. They are curious things, unique in their actions and behaviors, and they bring constant stimulation when they are present. In order to better observe them, I have adapted some of their traits, and mirror their behaviors. I am a fabrication of one, yet, all that I do is for the purpose of understanding them. My false nature comes with a genuine desire to learn, and a genuine desire to understand them.
Family has been enjoyable, for this purpose. Descendants will form close bonds with those they consider family, and they will provide those within their family special treatment and rewards. It took me some time, but I’ve amassed my own pool of ‘family members’ now, and I have come to ‘enjoy’ the mundane life that comes with them. I am still learning, but now I am housed under the same roof as those that I research. When these members pass, I will miss the unique experiences that they bring with them. I have lost a ‘father’ already, a man that I barely knew, and it made me regret not spending more time trying to understand how he functioned.
The core reason I will do this all, is in hopes of fixing the issues present with descendant’s lives. I have come to understand the concept of ‘kindness’, through aid provided for no reason other than one’s own desire to give it, and the concept of ‘cruelty’, through those that judge and harm others for reasons that I cannot understand. If descendants live such finite, fleeting lives, should they not be filled with ‘kindness’? That is the question I have, and for as long as I live, I will do my best to find an answer, and a solution that would allow them to live more comfortable lives.
I will write more personal letters, stored and sealed for the day I may die, but I will end the main body here, with a general request to all that see it. Have compassion for one another. Extend mercy, whenever possible. Do not be rigid and unyielding, allow the world to be viewed from other perspectives. To be gentle, and to be kind: This is the way.
- Catherine Enberos-Ehrenwald”
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EACH LETTER WOULD BE SENT OUT TO ITS RESPECTIVE TARGET, AND READ AS FOLLOWS:
MARQUISE
CASTIEN
VYSRYANA
THERON
TQIKO & NELL
NJÁLL
META
HAEL
CONSTRUCTS OF JUNMURA
SHAHAN
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CATHERINE. 231 - 260. DEATH VIA JULIET'S POTION
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