Maybe she wouldn’t fully understand it but the journey of a Nameless to explore not only the universe but yourself. “I would like another cup.” “Heheh no problem!”

It was said with ease, a casual Nadiye had come to love Basilyo for it. Nadiye felt the truth of it, the reality that she could give her new being a choice and define it in the way she wanted it to be. That is how life is supposed to be.

“If I’m Basilyo singer of the Nameless, then you’re Nadiye, a woman who makes jewellery like she is a gem herself and now a good member of the Nameless. ”

It made any attempt to counter it died in her throat, the sludginess way her body was now operating forced her to listen. “My life has no meaning Basilyo.” Nadiye felt her voice tremble like she had been told this many times, and the words became her skin in turn.

“It doesn’t but after a while, I began to understand Life becomes worth it when you give it meaning. If you give it a point, " He says looking up at her, and his resolve burns like a forest fire in his eyes. I

“After I left and heard of my sister’s death, I wondered what was the point of leaving if it only left her dead. I was living my dream but I couldn’t forget her. It became hard to think what was the point then.” “....Even after we escaped, it doesn’t feel like we are living it.”

Basilyo sighs his smile faltering as guilt and shame, something he thought he pushed past in Penacony. It was a shadow that always loomed over him, no matter how much he tried to run it would crawl and hook to him.

“I didn’t want to spend much of my life working, doing work, even more work until I eventually die for the sake of money to stay alive. I wanted to say sing because I thought that was the life I wanted.”

Basilyo put on his same cherry voice as he spoke, sending a wink Nadiye’s way. It was forced, his lips pulled back like puppets yanked into place by someone else.