On Music
Tamriel. Starry Heart. That whole fucking thing is a song. It was made either out of 12 planets, or from two brothers that split in the womb. Either way, it's the primal wail and those that grew up on it - they can't help but hear it, and add to it, or try to control it, or run from it. The reason there IS music on Tamriel at ALL is because it exists. It was and is and it will not stop.
There are repeats in it; plays on a tune. Variations. And most likely Magnus? He's the one that made the fucker, and now that's why he looks back on it, every single day, that's his promise.
"When you wake up, I will still listen. I'm sorry I left, but hey, I'm still right up here. And my mnemoli? They show up every now and then, and collect all the songs you've made since the last time around. The last real moment."
The Mnemoli? They're the keepers of the Elder Scrolls. They cannot be fixed until seen. And they cannot be seen until a moment. And you, your hero, makes that moment.
On the Void Ghost
He never really makes sense, does he? I mean, he shows up and says "yo, fucker, I ain't here."
Who do you think is still filling in the margins?
He ran.
Ran from a book he hadn't finished, and he feels bad for that. Because they keep seeing him in the empty parts. THAT is when he shows up. He's not an editor, he's the writer that bounced and left notes behind. And when you can't follow the map, he has to Right Reach backwards to help you. And every time, you've either spooked him, or surprised him, or figured out a hole.
To make it short, he's the one that failed so you might not.
But his ghost? That's his doom. A ghost's work is never done. That's the definition of ghost. Until the task is accomplished. The best and worst part of him. Heart of Lorkhan? He's tied to here no matter if you banished it or not. Every night you look at him. Shattered. You make a mod on his body. Of course he's going to help you until you make the jump he can't/won't do on his own. That's the Void Ghost.
It will be addressed. There is one that will do it. WRONG - There is a we that will do it. Takes more than one.
On Meridia
What no one has ever seen is the connection between Meridia and Kyne. Let that sink in. What do they-- when connected-- both govern?
Think about KotN. One made the Knight, one opposed the Knight. One rained forever because he was gone. One said, no I will wait until he comes back.
Quit mixing up gods and demons. They are just emotions. In magic, those are real feels. Meridia is the color of his return when curtained by rain. That blink in your eye when the postcard isn't answered? That weird huff in your chest when you're waiting for THAT text? That whole night you wait and force sleep so the morning comes? And you hear rain on the window pane and figure, fine, they weren't listening.
Today isn't the day? WRONG. That's the day when you never knew you were at your best. You surrendered. You walked about, called a cab, or turned on the monitor to read the net, or walked the dog because at least the dog always listens. Took a shower, got MORE shit in your eye. Walked to the corner store to get saline because you didn't last night and you really have to put your contacts in.
Worse, you're a parent now. With cataracts. And the only way your children easily talk to you is a phone screen, which you can only make out in color. A thing you can not quite perceive anymore, so your other sense compensate for it. Can't see right? Ears will for you. Can't hear right? Eyes will for you.
Can you see the admixture of color and sound yet? You sense it. If even you can only taste the one that's gone. That's your only Memory and touchstone. Otherwise, why would you wait? Hope has a color and a sound and a taste and a touch and 11 more sense you don't know you have yet. And this is why you worship them. The gods and demons beyond your control. They went through it before you. They are your ancestors, and this is in the blood. They are your Aedra/Daedra. And sometimes their names get mixed up.
Still the same: they show you the path. Even as an orphaned star, you will get HOME again. You always have your birthsign. Rejoin with it. That's your family. The star signs of the magic that rules this world. They know the way. All you have to do is look, hear, touch, taste or feel for their presence. It's in their job description.
On Personal Stuff
<MK> Once upon a time
<MK> There was a void ghost and a wayward daughter
<MK> And they met during the dawn but it wasn't time yet
<MK> They sensed each other and knew each others' work
<MK> And they had a common interest
<MK> Life on the dirt they walked on
<MK> He was the void ghost, so figured he has said enough
<MK> She was the wayward daughter and knew more colors than him
<MK> FLASHFORWARD
<MK> They saved enough money, by ways and means and bullshit and dreams
to find a way into to fly towards one and the other
<MK> And secured a House That Was Safe Now
<MK> By which I mean a MicroTel
<MK> Sixty square feet of bed and shit television and a televison
<MK> she brought her color, he brought his voice
<MK> And that first night they mixed both
<MK> and it was awkward, because this was new
<MK> And went to bed happy in weird ways
<MK> They had a few days in this Provisional House
<MK> A space outside of gods and demons and the rules of the world
<MK> When the sun was up, it wasn't a thing of glory
<MK> those motherfuckers just wanted to eat
<MK> it reminded them that the earth was there
<MK> They ate, and then... that's the first time they really talked face to face
<MK> He told her all the things that he wasn't supposed to, and she told him it was fine because her face looked just like THIS
<MK> And then they knew, well, fuck then let's write it all down and draw it all and make sure it's full of tears and color
<MK> And what those two do together when mixed
<MK> Because they would find each other again
<MK> they would con and steal and study and finish and live in a park with a goddamn blanket and a laptop and look for wifi to keep in touch because that time in the MicroTel might not have been real
<MK> it might have just been a trick
<MK> but no
<MK> every chance they got
<MK> every interview that got turned down
<MK> every time between classes
<MK> every time they had to get awkward with the other spirits around
<MK> they made time
<MK> And now they live together
<MK> And every night now?
<MK> They are thankful and greet every morning with color and words
<MK> And THAT is why everyone should do this
<MK> I want to say a rainbow
<MK> but that is already in your head
<MK> look up, it's jumping out
<MK> walk on it
<MK> if it's night
<MK> wait until the morning
<MK> just walk on it
<MK> walk on it until it walks like you
<MK> by which mean it's there every morning when she finally decides to open her eyes