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dramatispersonae) wrote2015-01-27 07:05 pm
tiger's eye
[ The hill in the Ring dissolves, leaving you alone with your team in a soft, featureless grey space. The Dog's genderless, gentle "voice" speaks into all of your minds, less anxious and more confident now; confiding. ]
My name is The Dog Who Dies At The End Of The Story. I don't remember the name I had before that, and I didn't know what this one was either, not till I chose a new Master. I don't think I was supposed to do that, but I did, so here we are.
I understand being a dog, and sometimes dogs die. But I don't understand dying, even when I know what it is. . . and in order to make a choice about it, I need to catch answers. I've died over and over and not understood yet. Maybe some of you have, too. I wanted . . . to ask what you thought. . . ?
Thank you. . . I won't be able to answer for a little while, so if you would. . . please answer for me.
[ You know instinctively that while the Dog will not answer your words for a while, once it asks you its questions you will be able to speak your answers when you've reached a consensus and be heard. ]
My name is The Dog Who Dies At The End Of The Story. I don't remember the name I had before that, and I didn't know what this one was either, not till I chose a new Master. I don't think I was supposed to do that, but I did, so here we are.
I understand being a dog, and sometimes dogs die. But I don't understand dying, even when I know what it is. . . and in order to make a choice about it, I need to catch answers. I've died over and over and not understood yet. Maybe some of you have, too. I wanted . . . to ask what you thought. . . ?
Thank you. . . I won't be able to answer for a little while, so if you would. . . please answer for me.
[ You know instinctively that while the Dog will not answer your words for a while, once it asks you its questions you will be able to speak your answers when you've reached a consensus and be heard. ]

round one part one
In your story, you've just died. They're mourning you back where your body is, or they're not; I don't know how much they loved you in this story.
The rest of you is following a trail away. What's at the end of it?
something warm or something cold.
something close or something far.
something or nothing.
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round one part two
Please help me understand.
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I don't know if I'm qualified to answer this stuff.
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Thank you.
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[ . . . takes a deep breath and speaks, borrowing the words of someone else ]
Far to the west, across the sea . . . there is a place called Vinland. It is warm, and rich, and . . . far, far away from the fires of war and the slave trade. No one can chase you to hurt you there.
[ pauses, his voice quavering ]
The sky is blue, the air is clear, the and is warm. . . the grass is soft on the roling plains, the land is untouched by man. Its warmth goes as far as the eye can see, for miles and miles. You can live—happily, there. There are no troubles, in Vinland. The air is good, the sheep tend well, the land is fertile . . . it is a good place.
[ and, barely above a whisper ]
I believe. . .that man, went to Vinland. He, and his family, and . . . my father.
[ pauses, looking to anna meaningfully ]
And many others, too. If there was truly a Christian heaven, that would be it.
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And others, others who you miss, lifting their heads to look up at you from where they smile among each other — existing in peace.
It feels as if it could only be a breath away, something as close to you as a hand on your cheek. But you aren't there, now: here and now, you are alive. ]
((endgame.))