And which organization would that be? I’m not a part of any of the Lux entities.
If you really believe that every egger knows and understands what that means, you should pay more attention to certain allies of yours.
Wow, it’s almost like you’re not even reading. After all, I only said exactly the opposite of what you’re arguing against.
So, you scold me for patronizing you and treating you as ignorant. While you talk about my organization, and my Amarrian cocktail parties. Maybe if you don’t want to be treated as ignorant, you should try not being ignorant.
I’m not a member of Lux. I’m not in LUMEN, Electus, or any other Lux-affiliated group. Nor have I ever been a member of any of those groups. I’m currently a member of a small corp that does some mining and some industry, and I mostly do freight hauling these days. And I’m Minmatar. The last ‘Amarrian cocktail party’ I was at, I got arrested while leaping from table to table, as I’m sure Aldrith well-remembers, since I’d broken into the estate to get there.
And no, the war against Sansha is not ongoing. The war against Sansha Kuvakei ended almost a hundred years ago in his presumed death. The renewed raiding and incursions of the last decade are, in fact, another new condition. And in that war, btw? All four empires were officially allied, so if the war hadn’t ended, then they’d still be allied.
As to the state of my liver… first, I do try to take care of it these days, unlike the pickled livers suffered by many of my previous iterations. Beyond that… really, kid, you gotta address that ignorance problem.
Darkness surrounds everything.
Silence drowns out the stars.
There is no warmth, no cold.
To be cold, it first must be.
A million million suns
cannot provide the day.
Unending night
cannot bring sleep.
Time ceases to be
when now is all, all is now.
burning. Burning forever.
Death lights the way.
The great beasts
herald the end.
Gods and monsters
shall follow the storm.
The heavens split
with the sounding of the gjallarhorn
the dragon endures
and all is whiteness
fire unending
white hot white cold
what is lost is nothing
what remains, begins again
the dragon dies,
the dragon endures
defeat from victory
and nothing changes
That day has become only a lesser slaughter in my history. When you have seen bloodletting on the scale that I have seen, perhaps you can comment about sneering at millions dying.