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all the sacrifice, was for mankind. Sacrifice is good. Obedience the highest virtue …”
In the cities, the Reds who dance disappear. Those who voice their thoughts vanish. Those who bow their heads and accept the rule of the Society and their place in Society, as all Colors do, live on with relative freedom.”
like the rest of them.” I nod to the HC’s reflection. “Things are set in stone. Things are well ordered. Reds at the bottom, everyone else standing on our backs. Now you’re looking at me and you’re realizing that we don’t bloodydamn like it down there. Red is rising,
I see why Demokracy is illegal. First comes yelling. Frustration. Indecision. Disagreements. Ideas.
“No one grasps the game, because no one knows the rules. No one follows the same set of rules. It is like life. Some think honor universal. Some think laws binding. Others know better. But in the end, don’t those who rise by poison die by poison?”
“The audio in the storm was scrambled,” he said. “Couldn’t make out the last words you said to Apollo. So I deleted them.” One of my last words was bloodydamn. What does Sevro know? What does he think he knows? The fact that he deleted it means he thinks it is important enough to cover up.
They know nothing of what it is to earn the mark of a Peerless Scarred. To beat a boy to death in a cold room of stone. But they will celebrate us.
It’s as though we’re supposed to congratulate one another, cheer or something. But there is only silence. A hollow silence for victors and losers all.
I will do all these things for your silence if you become one of my lancers, an aide-de-camp, a member of my household.”
“I am something different. I freed the enslaved and let the broken mend themselves. I gave them something you older generations can’t understand.”
I am the spark that will set the worlds afire. I am the hammer that cracks the chains.
These people are all about glory, victory, and family pride, yet they know nothing of love. Nothing of family. These are false families. They are just teams. Teams that play their games of pride.
Steel is power. Money is power. But of all the things in all the worlds, words are power.”
Words are a weapon stronger than he knows. And songs are even greater. The words wake the mind. The melody wakes the heart.
he will not receive our song. His life will not echo. It will simply stop.
I am not simply an agent of the Sons of Ares. I am not simply a tactic or a device in Ares’s schemes. I am the hope of my people. Of all people in bondage.
