Bashir looked at the sunlight coming in through the window. The weather was magnificent, but he was forced to wait here, in the shadow of the dining hall of Mimosa Boarding School.
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Discordia, goddess of.
I pray to thee humbly.
I ask thee to sow thy seeds of unrest.
Lest we forget.
Peace—be her deceit of harmony, a semblance of good.
Lest we forget.
In the absence of contention breeds contentment.
In the absence of conflict, naivety.
Misplaced trust, in the goodness of people,
bespeaks the human fallacy in itself.
I beg thee to heed this prayer.
Amen.
I pray to thee humbly.
I ask thee to sow thy seeds of unrest.
Lest we forget.
Peace—be her deceit of harmony, a semblance of good.
Lest we forget.
In the absence of contention breeds contentment.
In the absence of conflict, naivety.
Misplaced trust, in the goodness of people,
bespeaks the human fallacy in itself.
I beg thee to heed this prayer.
Amen.
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