The hymn of the Fayth had long since been replaced by ...Maiyah didn't know what to call it. Eerie lyrical moaning? Whatever it was, it was stagnant, unable to replace the beauty of the voices of the Fayth.
The soldiers lined up before them, those in front crouching down and aiming their guns at them while those in back simply stood. "This has gone far enough!" a monk in yellow said, holding up a flamethrower, "This massacre ends here!"
"What you people have done has gone far enough. Attacking Zanarkand, warping Spira's past, hiding the truths from everybody, claiming that you of all peoples would hold the secrets and teachings for Spira's salvation! Even the maesters were unsent, allowing summoner after summoner to be murdered by their own friends to cease the spiral of death that you yourselves have brought upon us! And now that Sin is gone...? You do what you did when Sin came into existence a thousand years ago! Will Bevelle ever change?" Maiyah shook her head.
She spread her arms out in gesture, "I am simply returning the favor. None of you know what suffering is."
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Date: 2009-09-04 07:25 pm (UTC)The soldiers lined up before them, those in front crouching down and aiming their guns at them while those in back simply stood. "This has gone far enough!" a monk in yellow said, holding up a flamethrower, "This massacre ends here!"
"What you people have done has gone far enough. Attacking Zanarkand, warping Spira's past, hiding the truths from everybody, claiming that you of all peoples would hold the secrets and teachings for Spira's salvation! Even the maesters were unsent, allowing summoner after summoner to be murdered by their own friends to cease the spiral of death that you yourselves have brought upon us! And now that Sin is gone...? You do what you did when Sin came into existence a thousand years ago! Will Bevelle ever change?" Maiyah shook her head.
She spread her arms out in gesture, "I am simply returning the favor. None of you know what suffering is."