[A tinny man's voice gives what is clearly a default answer machine message. Vira-Lorr is still figuring the phone out it seems.] "Hello, we are not available now. Please leave your name and phone number after the beep. We will return your call." *Beep*
When I was a young woman, I was certain that the Light, and Liberty for all were enough, that all we needed to do was keep to the light and everyone would be saved.
A hundred years can teach you a lot. Absolutes are the path of destruction, by one measure or another.
I'm a little over three human centuries in this world, more or less. The Onelthes live, as a rule, around eight of those to perhaps eleven at the outside, without the aide o extensive magic.
By the time we're in our last centuries, most of us have had our fun and are comfortable finding an end to things. A long journey well spent.
Ah, so you are still considered young for one of your species. Alas, Zabraks have a comparable lifespan to humans, so there is less time in which to gain wisdom.
By some standards. Our average life expectancy is a bit lower because many die young. I'm considered middle aged, but that period lasts for many centuries with us.
Some of us, myself included, envy the younger races like yours. We gutter and flicker for eons. You burn far more brightly. It can seem a cold comfort at times, but I think to live shorter may be the better fate. To live fully.
But what do they say? The grass is always greener in someone else's lawn?
It is the envy of many other species that they die after a bare century of life at the most. For me, I have counted every day a blessing since I was a small child. There has never been a guarantee of survival for me.
Relish life that you have, and live in that moment. But you know that, clearly. Only those who do not live so long ever really want to try. It's a lesson you don't learn until time passes.
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A hundred years can teach you a lot. Absolutes are the path of destruction, by one measure or another.
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I'm a little over three human centuries in this world, more or less. The Onelthes live, as a rule, around eight of those to perhaps eleven at the outside, without the aide o extensive magic.
By the time we're in our last centuries, most of us have had our fun and are comfortable finding an end to things. A long journey well spent.
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Some of us, myself included, envy the younger races like yours.
We gutter and flicker for eons. You burn far more brightly.
It can seem a cold comfort at times, but I think to live shorter may be the better fate. To live fully.
But what do they say? The grass is always greener in someone else's lawn?
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It is the envy of many other species that they die after a bare century of life at the most. For me, I have counted every day a blessing since I was a small child. There has never been a guarantee of survival for me.
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Relish life that you have, and live in that moment. But you know that, clearly. Only those who do not live so long ever really want to try. It's a lesson you don't learn until time passes.
Your way is the better one, Maul.