Things for which Moc Weepe feels no regret: Murdering two people using his own Fold-riddled blood, selling the Breached employees of the Cabaret to the Trust for his own personal gain
Things for which Moc Weepe feels some lingering regret: Selling out Saskia del Norma specifically
Things for which Moc Weepe feels instant, potent regret: Casually lying about being interested in a board game he absolutely fucking loathes
Narrator 1: (Weepe) “I didn’t turn in the cabaret for Valor, Imelda.”
Narrator 3: His fold-shot eyes lock on hers, narrowing.
Narrator 1: (Weepe) “I did it because it’s what I do. If I didn’t fuck ’em up that way, I would’ve fucked ’em up another way. I’m not a good person, Imelda. I don’t do good things.”
Fascinating look into how Weepe sees himself, if it's not all a lie
He builds things up, then sabotages, and brings them down. Which, if it is a pattern or just how he operates, it makes me wonder what his plans for the trust are
You think about heroic sacrifice. It doesn’t just give meaning to the person in the moment, but inspiration we have to carry with us. As this moment of tragedy washes over you, in ways that some of you already knew, the stakes are realer now than ever.
is right up there with
Why do we tell stories? To try to make sense of a world that can be terrifying and enormous. In Exandria, I don't know that your story will long be known. I don't know who will remain to tell it, but it did happen — and it did matter. And though the Calamity is here, because of you, it will not be here forever.
in terms of how hard they hit me and the levels of emotional damage they caused me.