Discorsi Numero 4- Gifts of the Pariah
I am never going to be a beloved hero, someone who everyone, or someone, loves and needs, relies on. I am always going to be the Outsider, the Pariah. The Unknown, the Alien, even the Enemy. That’s me. Always trying for more, always trying to be a hero… but I am always cast away, shunned. I must work through invisibility, lies, and deception for others to accept my gifts. That is the nature of my identity. The Gifts are beloved, but the Giver is rejected, and his motivations suspect. Shadows are his only ally. Keep away from eyes that need Light to see, but put your Gifts where others can see them.
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