Aerina

"Laughter. I have not known it until I came here. I only watched others laugh, but I would not understand why. Sometimes things would make me laugh... but I would not understand why. Sheer hate has driven me. So I laughed in... hate? And fear, perhaps. Gaining little fun I had in the loss of others." "As are with smiles. I would see others smile. But why did I? Out of compassion? Mostly in irony, longing. In dreams and wishes. In false joy or out of fear. The only time before I came here... I delighted in that fair harp."

"Why am I here?" "Because I was offered something great if I came here. Because I was offered... freedom. Free will. Free action. No more whips, no more torture. No more..." "Why do I enjoy... this, here, now?" "Because... I feel safe? Perhaps... Or it was somethign I yearned for, but did not allow others to receive..." "Why... does he say he loves me?"