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Mar. 17th, 2014 09:25 pm[Filter: Private]
Has it only been a week since my entire opinion changed in a heartbeat? It feels like ... more than that. It feels like much more.
I may have been a little too ambitious when talking with that wolf in human clothing, especially when I said I had the authority to carry this out myself. I had forgotten how much of a labyrinth the rules of contact between the Dark Council and the Council of Eleven were. In unofficial capacities it is remarkably easy to bridge the divide. When bringing an official proposal to the table ...
I realize that we surrendered our political ambitions when the rules were being created. We didn't want to have to deal with the realities of politics abroad. We were content to keep our Churches at arms length, and let the Light Priests deal with the petty nobles. We could be a mothering force better without having to sacrifice our convictions for such tasteless matters.
Now it feels as though I am trying to push a tower down with my own two hands simply to get a hearing on a matter not related to Dark Church business. If it has to do with medicines and magic they are eager to hear our opinions, and if it has to do with protecting this country they feel like I should mind my own business.
No.
I will not mind my own business because this is not simply mine. When the bodies start piling up here as they did in Razen, they will be the ones with blood on their hands if they don't listen to me. Worse still, we have no one person in charge. We will not be able to react to put the threat down. It will go on in the dark for months. Years. It might not ever cool off.
There must be a way to get the nobles to agree to this hearing ...
Has it only been a week since my entire opinion changed in a heartbeat? It feels like ... more than that. It feels like much more.
I may have been a little too ambitious when talking with that wolf in human clothing, especially when I said I had the authority to carry this out myself. I had forgotten how much of a labyrinth the rules of contact between the Dark Council and the Council of Eleven were. In unofficial capacities it is remarkably easy to bridge the divide. When bringing an official proposal to the table ...
I realize that we surrendered our political ambitions when the rules were being created. We didn't want to have to deal with the realities of politics abroad. We were content to keep our Churches at arms length, and let the Light Priests deal with the petty nobles. We could be a mothering force better without having to sacrifice our convictions for such tasteless matters.
Now it feels as though I am trying to push a tower down with my own two hands simply to get a hearing on a matter not related to Dark Church business. If it has to do with medicines and magic they are eager to hear our opinions, and if it has to do with protecting this country they feel like I should mind my own business.
No.
I will not mind my own business because this is not simply mine. When the bodies start piling up here as they did in Razen, they will be the ones with blood on their hands if they don't listen to me. Worse still, we have no one person in charge. We will not be able to react to put the threat down. It will go on in the dark for months. Years. It might not ever cool off.
There must be a way to get the nobles to agree to this hearing ...
