Perhaps she shouldn't have said it quite so baldly, but it was true. The idea of not knowing who you really were was kind of terrifying. Like history being lost and forgotten which, for an oral culture like hers, was as bad as not existing in the first place.
She picked up the mugs and walked over to the table, offering him the purple one, as she sat down on the floor. "Or, at least, very confusing?"
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Perhaps she shouldn't have said it quite so baldly, but it was true. The idea of not knowing who you really were was kind of terrifying. Like history being lost and forgotten which, for an oral culture like hers, was as bad as not existing in the first place.
She picked up the mugs and walked over to the table, offering him the purple one, as she sat down on the floor. "Or, at least, very confusing?"