Memory Fragments: Probity

Sebastian Stonepecs Ladden

Hello. It is nice to see a new soul wander around these parts of the desert
To which do I favor a sample of a most exquisite visitor? Hm? Mia?
Ah, yes. Thunderthighs, the so-called light-chaser. I so do hope she is unhurt
What with her heart. A golden fleece so treasured for a false Medea

Thank you for informing me. As thanks, why don't I treat you to a special thing?
Whatever she told you about us, let me assure you, it is all but a false truth
Not necessarily a lie, but it is the truth no more that which she holds a cling
Evil. We look blinding to the naked eye, but underneath, the deepest sleuth

Be careful, friend. Not all is exposed by light, just as not all is hidden by darkness
Do you trust your eyes in a blinding gaze? Or your hands in a black void?
Of course you do. No matter what, what heart of stone you had, it is pathless
Lost, you feel. Yet no one can say if the stone moves on its own, or if it is paranoid

Sebastian. Have you seen him? No? Well, no matter. I am sure you two will meet
Amidst these white dunes, you may hear a pair of stones tumble down in the day
It is him. Commanding officer of the darkness-hunters. Killers most elite
Hunting game for fun. To keep the Gnophos at bay

Still. What a way to waste so much potential. So much light, thrown away
We were once one single entity. A singularity of light and dark
But gravity curved them. That void of skin... like a black-hole fell astray
It swallows all. Too much weight. Too much for even the tiniest spark

Sebastian hunts them to rip away their clothing sins. A hand plunged
Strip from the core out. Let all that accumulated life explode from the inside
But it is hard to do. Hard like ripping open a stone with your hands expunged
But he, though. He uses his pectoral like grinding stones to remove far and wide

Into his chest you go to grind off all manner of fault and weighty guilt
Quick, sharp, devoid of doubt and revealed for all to see
A little light heart crushed no more by a dulled body. A new one, from it, is built
Alas, with a body grown from light, the heart closes its eyes. Blinded and burned to a dark degree

We are not evil by nature, you see. We have just...been consumed by light too much
In our efforts to subdue darkness, we turned dark and scorched by our own light
Sebastian, though. He is a stone, even to the touch. Unbreakable and such
Tell Mia that her night-less heart will know rest. Awoken by the rising light of Sebastian's plight