We must, by law, keep a record of the innocents we kill. And as I see it, they're all innocents. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it. Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true. We must, by law, keep a record.
It begins on day one of apprenticeship ---but we do not officially call it "killing." It's not socially or morally correct to call it such. It is, and has always been, "gleaning," named for the way the poor would trail behind farmers in ancient times, taking the stray stalks of grain left behind. It was the earliest form of charity. A scythe's work is the same. Every child is told from the day he or she is old enough to understand that the scythes provide a crucial service for society. Ours is the closest thing to a sacred mission the modern world knows.
Perhaps that is why we must, by law, keep a record. A public journal, testifying to those who will never die and those who are yet to be born, as to why we human beings do the things we do. We are instructed to write down not just our deeds but our feelings, because it must be known that we do have feelings. Remorse. Regret. Sorrow to great to bear. Because if we didn't feel those things, what monsters would we be?
----From the gleaning journal of H.S. Curie
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Scythe (Arc Of A Scythe)
ActionThou Shalt Kill A WORLD WITH NO HUNGER. NO DISEASE. NO WAR. NO MISERY. Humanity has conquered all those things, and even conquered death. Now scythes are the only ones who can end life---and they are commanded to do so, in order to keep the size of...
