morganknight | Inbox for Avalon

Inbox for Avalon

You've reached Morgan Knight.
And I'm not here.
Go.

[He holds up a hand quickly.] No, no! Not a pretense. A show. Yes, absolutely a part of you is that sorceress who has committed acts of wrath and revenge, a dark and terrible presence to be feared. But that's not all there is to you at all. You put it out there front and center with the way you talk and act and dress, and try to keep the rest hidden. The part that's decent, and kind, and makes sandwiches for a friend, and gets flustered or nervous... You don't want people to see that, not at first, anyway.

[She grew quiet as she listened to his words...]

I wonder about that...when the world insists you are evil, why show them anything else? Why not become that dark entity you were made out to be?

And where does this leave you?

Because it's not who you are. That much is obvious. [As far as Caster's concerned, anyway. He's had thoughts about that sort of thing before, though his ultimate answer is pretty obvious, right?]

Me? No one needs to hear the huge ramblings about the perfection of self, moving in flow with the universe, right thoughts and deeds, mindfulness, any of that. Me, I'm an iceberg. The part up top is all anyone really NEEDS to know or deal with. Nothing's stopping then from ducking down to explore the rest, but that's an extra trip out of their way.