106th moon [audio]

[paladinlost]

To be in accordance with this world's natural laws, a whole half of my heredity should have been removed from my body. The half I inherited from my Lunarian father, to be exact. As there are only two half-Lunarians in the world, I cannot know exactly how it sets me apart from pure humans, but there is no doubt that there must have been something for this land to take away from me.

[Cecil doesn't know why he feels the need to talk about this now. His words come hesitantly, like he doesn't quite know if he wants to keep going.]

...Yet I feel no different, barring the usual loss of magic that even full humans go through. I look the same. I act the same. My skin still does not tan, no matter how much time I spend on the beach. The manner in which I age remains constant even after five years spent in this world. It's as if the absence — or presence, for that matter — of my Lunarian blood is completely meaningless, as far as my life is concerned.

[He stops for a moment, and then here it comes. The true, uncertain confession.]

I... don't know what to think of that. At all.

Comments

[paladinlost]

They are a race of mages who once lived between Mars and Jupiter. When their planet was destroyed, they built an artificial moon, within which they still sleep to this day. It spent hundreds of years orbiting the Earth, unknown to humans.

[solas_ion]

...You know, I think you got me beat in the weird shit department.

[That was a new one.]

So if they're all sleeping on the moon, how many of 'em usually get to Earth?

[paladinlost]

My father.

[A beat.]

From what I understand, he was the rebellious sort. He wished to encourage humanity's evolution, through shared knowledge and education.