L is for Leiwell

This is it. This is my month. I’m the main character in My Tool, My Treasure, our scribbler’s Camp NaNoWriMo project. My choices, my decisions will shape the future. Do I listen to Damian Ashelocke, the treacherous presence who’s been part of me for son, I can sense the truth in his words and memories? Or do I give into my master as I always have? Do I yield to Seraphix? Whatever happens, I will protect Danyel and Tayel. I want my little brothers to be safe and happy. I used to not care what became of me as long as I could protect my brothers and serve my lord. I was more than happy to sacrifice myself. Only I’ve come to realize my sacrifice wouldn’t make my brothers, my master, or anyone I care for happy. This is what I learned in The Hand and the Eye in the Tower and A Godling for Your Thoughts? which I hope I’m revealing without spoilering those works under revision. My brothers might resort to something reckless to stop me if I do such a thing. I’m trying to move with a little more caution in dealing with Damian, Seraphix, and the Followers, keeping what I’ve learned in mind. I’m not sure where this new hesitation will take me. Matters are not as simple as they once were. Perhaps they never were simple. Perhaps I was the simple one. I’m becoming aware of just how complicated the forces are which brought everyone together in this Omphalos. How at odds with each other those forces could be. It would be so easy to unravel the tapestry of wishes and wills that link the Followers to Seraphix. Do I want to do that? What do I want to do? This is the choice, the conflict which faces me now.