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Public Speaking
1
So what on earth are you doing here?
Come on. I know you're not interested. Why would you be? I hear Lucretia's willing to talk about it. That should be interesting, she practically ran the show. Or even one of the lesser mortals, Lelei or Raja or Dinn or Craig or maybe even Boz has come up with something to write about. Me, I can't tell you anything you're hoping to hear, all the little intimate details of the war, like the panicked thrill of the charge up the bridge to Sol-Falena, or whether the Prince ever accidentally stuck a chopstick up his nose while eating. If I'd been there, nothing would stop me from telling you, but, look at this, I wasn't.
I bet you've never even heard of me, right? Oh, I'm sure you know all of the people around me, but you haven't heard of me. No one seems to, frankly. Well, Donna's heard of me, but no one's heard of Donna. If the history books ever mention me, it'll only be because I've landed someone famous. It's a good thing I don't judge my worth along the same lines as history.
Why am I spouting off these ear-shriveling complaints, you ask? Well, maybe I'm not as bitter as I sound. I'm trying to work on that, to work past my hang-ups. The truth of the matter is that I easily could have toddled off to Ceras Lake if I'd wanted to, taken up my own room at Dawn Castle and gushed forth wisdom like a spring. But I didn't want to. I like to say war's in my blood, but it isn't really. And here I am, yapping about myself and not even giving you my name. No wonder you've never heard of me.
Maybe I'll tell you my name next time.