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"As men, we are all equal in the presence of death."
- Publilius Syrus
Name: Ehud. Named after the biblical judge. Ehud murdered the king of Moab and overthrew the Moab government for the Israelites in Judges 3:12-30.
Birthday: 10 April 1991
Eye Color: Blue.
Residence: A small, one-storey home where he lives peacefully by himself.
Likes: Reading the bible, thinking in silence, doing charity work, the rain. Rather simple guy.
Though, this is what he has made the public believe.
Journal Entry One
Can a conscious, sentient being find something in nothing? Find purpose beyond survival? As I sat by the fire in my living room with nothing to write for the day, I noticed something peculiar. There was a june bug in the room. Those annoying, currant bugs that seem to plague my home every beginning of summer. But this one was doing something peculiar. It was flying straight towards something. I squinted to try and see, but soon after, it was gone. The small bug had flown straight into the fire that I had just made. I cogitated on it for a while, and realized something. It was just like I. Isolated into it's own world, and wanting only the best for itself. For the june bug, this was the light. For all of its useless, futile, hopeless, fruitless life, all it does is fly around and find a mate. Save eating and pooping. However, it yearns for something. It yearns for the light. So much so, that it decided to give its own life for it. Am I any different? Are we any different? All I can say is, I am jealous of you, little june bug. I wish I could want as much as you.
Journal Entry Two
Does a leader need to speak to the warriors that fight for them? Are they legally inclined to acknowledge their existence? I believe so. If the warriors are to spend their life trying to serve the leader, there has to be some acknowledgement of their existence. This, I'd hope, would apply to Yahweh. But that is not the case. Its warriors fight long and hard for him every day. We teach its ways, instill its word, baptize children, help the needy, all for what? Nothing. Not a single act of acknowledgement from the lord. What will make them acknowledge us? What will make them acknowledge me? Is what I do not enough for you, oh lord on high? All day I do your work. You are my life. But I get nothing. You treat me just as you would the rats squabble beneath my feet. I will continue your work, Yahweh. You will respond.
Journal Entry Three
"Vengeance is a monster of appetite, forever bloodthirsty, and never filled."
- Richelle E. Goodrich
Name: Umasis, Queen of Roses.
Birthday: 2̸̳̱͕̊̂͌͌̚9̸̨͙̙̀̓̑̀ ̵̹̗̟̤̿Ș̸͓̱̀̽̅͑ḛ̵̉a̸͈̤̎̉̂͝ĵ̷̲̜̈́̌͆ͅú̶͚͋̾́̌ń̴̢̰̦̀ ̸̰̮͇͖̝́͑1̵̬̰̲̇̊̈́̑9̴̡̻͎́͊̇̈́͘͜5̴̡̈́
Eye Color: Varies.
Residence: Ehud's soul.
Likes: Justice, watching the sky, chasing, murder.
Story is in development. Please be patient.