Five Senses

[imad_esire]

Oh, it is a question like this that hurts me deeply.

To be able to sense these things! Oh, that would be my fondest dream, for as of now all I can do is steal glimpses of feelings from those who gaze into me. I can think for myself, and emotions are nothing foreign, but to feelTo taste what fruits were shown to me, to feel the wind upon my

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[golden_apple]

You poor thing.

Are you sure you'd like to live? What would you do? Your whole existance appears to be reflecting everyone's greatest fancies. How would you perform your job?

However, I'm certain we can work something out, if this is what you truly want...

[imad_esire]

I have spent so long feeling nothing, and yet being exposed to brief interludes with those that gaze into me. I have never truly sensed anything.

What else would you have me do? I am locked inside of this prison it seems. I know I was created to reanimate the dead, but it has been a horrible fate to not be able to animate myself.

[golden_apple]

What would you have me do, my dear? I can give you a mortal body. I can set forth before you a quest; if you can acquire a Philosopher's stone, or the knowledge to create one, you could become what you once were. Would you be content to go back to that?

[imad_esire]

Would you grant me a period of 48 hours to decide this?

I desire this desperately, but I believe I must dwell on it before I make my final decision, no matter how quickly I may like to execute my wish.