diff --git a/the-mirror-dirge/3. third-parable.md b/the-mirror-dirge/3. third-parable.md index 5334a7d..6c176b7 100644 --- a/the-mirror-dirge/3. third-parable.md +++ b/the-mirror-dirge/3. third-parable.md @@ -12,6 +12,17 @@ We're here. *NAVIGATOR:\* When I was a child, they sought to teach me obedience. I was a wild little thing, of course, it didn't take no matter what they tried. Even when they sought to beat me into shape, they simply taught me not to let them catch me. +Never be where the crushing force is. That's true, yes. But sometimes the only way to win is to face it. Sometimes, the only win to gain everything is to lose it all first. + +*He draws his belt knife. Broad, hands-length, razor-sharp, double-edged and single-pointed, there is no doubt as to what is about to happen. NAVIGATOR centers it on his chest, moves it slightly to position directly over his heart.* + +*NAVIGATOR:\* +I make this sacrifice for something more, for something beyond what I am now. I give myself freely, and, in doing so--I *win.* + +*He plunges the blade into his chest, and falls forwards, dying before he hits the stump. Blood pools out, covering the top face, seeping down into the grooves of the material, making an elaborate rune clear.* + +*Long beat. Lights down.* +