[I have arranged to collect the car at the ass crack of dawn on my way down to teach (which, P.S., is like 2 hours away). /hair turns gray in great clumps]
It didn't take half a moment for Aurus to know that he would quite enjoy showing Charles the Pale Tree. It did take half a moment for him to realize that maybe, between the Dream and Charles' abilities, it might in some sense become possible. That would be something for them to discuss. But not just now.
As for the Firstborn, Aurus seemed comparatively less awed by them. "Well they do certainly have a well developed sense of self-importance at having been first," he said a little dryly. "There were a dozen of them, and it was almost two years before we--the secondborn--awoke. Now there are more and more every day. But in the beginning, the Firstborn could not know if there would ever by any more but them. Sometimes I think they were not entirely glad to see us." Sibling rivalry? Oh yes, there had certainly been some of that.
"As for the Dream, it is always present in some sense, even when I am awake. It ebbs and flows, like a tide. When I sleep the tide rises--washes my ankles, if you will. But it is not as though a thorough awareness of all that I've done each day is instantly conveyed to every other sylvari alive.
"You might think of it as a sea, or a vast lake perhaps. When you wade along one shore, only a small part of the water touches you, and if you poured a cupful in, it would disperse so that no one could say where 'your' water would touch or what other wading feet it might wash against.
"Only the most significant of deeds create a ripple that all of us will feel, and I think then it tends to be because so many are so aware of the news while they're awake." Perhaps interestingly, for Aurus, 'roots' was not the metaphor that most directly presented itself.
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It didn't take half a moment for Aurus to know that he would quite enjoy showing Charles the Pale Tree. It did take half a moment for him to realize that maybe, between the Dream and Charles' abilities, it might in some sense become possible. That would be something for them to discuss. But not just now.
As for the Firstborn, Aurus seemed comparatively less awed by them. "Well they do certainly have a well developed sense of self-importance at having been first," he said a little dryly. "There were a dozen of them, and it was almost two years before we--the secondborn--awoke. Now there are more and more every day. But in the beginning, the Firstborn could not know if there would ever by any more but them. Sometimes I think they were not entirely glad to see us." Sibling rivalry? Oh yes, there had certainly been some of that.
"As for the Dream, it is always present in some sense, even when I am awake. It ebbs and flows, like a tide. When I sleep the tide rises--washes my ankles, if you will. But it is not as though a thorough awareness of all that I've done each day is instantly conveyed to every other sylvari alive.
"You might think of it as a sea, or a vast lake perhaps. When you wade along one shore, only a small part of the water touches you, and if you poured a cupful in, it would disperse so that no one could say where 'your' water would touch or what other wading feet it might wash against.
"Only the most significant of deeds create a ripple that all of us will feel, and I think then it tends to be because so many are so aware of the news while they're awake." Perhaps interestingly, for Aurus, 'roots' was not the metaphor that most directly presented itself.