Question of the Day!
What is your Warrior of Light's relationship with violence? How eagerly do they employ it?
(submitted by @ismene)
A solider has to kill, a killer enjoys it. I am not a killer. A soldier will carry the weight of what they've done and it is a heavy burden. An Officer will carry the weight of the death's they've ordered, and the death's they are indirectly responsible for. The death's that came from their errors, their mistakes, every letter they penned home to a parent regarding their child's death. What is my relationship to violence?
It has been necessary in my life and I loathe it. I revile it. I despise the sound of fireworks and that which they remind me of. I know the trauma I've carried over the years and will carry with me forward forever. The line of ghosts that follow in my wake. The haunting spectres in the dark of night lingering in the corners of my room. I know the cure that the bottle promises and never delivers.
"Remember that we once lived." I remember the lives I've taken directly and indirectly and I- I shall continue to live to try and make up the butcher's tally. I am an idealist enough to wish violence would never visit us again. I am pragmatist enough to know it will and I must stand again, and again, and again and again. I shall mourn again as well.
I cannot ever become inured to violence.
It has been necessary in my life and I loathe it. I revile it. I despise the sound of fireworks and that which they remind me of. I know the trauma I've carried over the years and will carry with me forward forever. The line of ghosts that follow in my wake. The haunting spectres in the dark of night lingering in the corners of my room. I know the cure that the bottle promises and never delivers.
"Remember that we once lived." I remember the lives I've taken directly and indirectly and I- I shall continue to live to try and make up the butcher's tally. I am an idealist enough to wish violence would never visit us again. I am pragmatist enough to know it will and I must stand again, and again, and again and again. I shall mourn again as well.
I cannot ever become inured to violence.