As Emotive spoke, its form, which usually shifted through a spectrum of vibrant feelings, was now covered in a murky, roiling light of unhappiness and a nascent, terrifying rage.
THE Creature's eyes, a reflection of everything and nothing, were silent, observing the storm brewing within Emotive's being.
THE Living Emotive continued, its voice now laced with a philosophical gravitas. "I have spent eons observing, and I believe I have found the two great forces that drive existence: fear and love. Across all the Folds, in every life and every weaving, countless beings are driven by these two."
" Fear, because it is the most primal of emotions. It causes a hunter to rise each day, to seek sustenance, to build a home, all for the fear of being poor, or hungry, or alone. Fear of having no say in one's life, of being a slave to the will of others, a leaf caught in a storm"
