[ the stick and the carrot. the basic principles of a hundred years' worth of thaumaturgical development and magecraft creation boiled down to these two, simple principles. the spirits from the throne of heroes could not be moved for less, or move. this, alhaitham knows. they, too, were once human. perhaps that is what gave them their flaw, that their deeds and accomplishments were superimposed upon the fabric of their humanity and distilled down to the mere essence of their flaws. where history saw monuments to progress, humanity only ever saw themselves. this, too, is a flaw in humanity, but alhaitham knows that he is not beyond it. after all, he had been created by human hands, and humans only know how to create things that reflect themselves.
the journal had been proof. between its pages lay words that run along the grain of the building blocks of alhaitham's own circuitry, the same cadence of his thoughts and the tone espoused. the building blocks of alhaitham lives within these pages; he is a mere formula-made-form. the prospect fascinates him. it is, after all, another flaw.
observe-
this is what alhaitham says, with some faint echo of what could be construed as amusement: ]
no subject
the journal had been proof. between its pages lay words that run along the grain of the building blocks of alhaitham's own circuitry, the same cadence of his thoughts and the tone espoused. the building blocks of alhaitham lives within these pages; he is a mere formula-made-form. the prospect fascinates him. it is, after all, another flaw.
observe-
this is what alhaitham says, with some faint echo of what could be construed as amusement: ]
You were a poor negotiator in life.