A while ago I wrote a scene for Watching that I intended to include at some point in the second half of the book. So far, I have not managed to determine where it would go. It’s written a little ambiguously – it could be from the point of view of either of two characters – which would help with locating a spot for it. However, I’ve been reading through and I’m not sure I’ll be able to fit in.
I’ll continue to try, but I thought for now you might like to read it, as it possibly won’t go anywhere.
Alex was shouting. “Why can’t you see that this is wrong?”
“Wrong? Who are you to talk of right and wrong? Are you a human through and through?”
“Sometimes I wonder!”
“This isn’t a question of right and wrong, it’s a question of suffering–”
“And the Watchers are suffering!”
“But we have suffered more at their hands. You are young. You know little. You think as they do…”
“Oh, so they killed every one of you, did they?” I began to fear for Cormac’s safety. Alex, it was obvious to me, was angry to the point where he was no longer thinking straight. “Don’t try and make this out like it’s the right thing to do…”
“And there you go again! There is no right thing to do, Alex, no black and white. They cause suffering so we remove them before they cause any more. That is all there is to it! Do not bring human morals into a fairy grievance.”
The Lover turned away, breathing heavily. “I don’t want to be one of the sidhe if this is how you think.”
“None of us choose who we are.”
“We choose what we do with it, though. I’m not like you, Cormac. I can’t see it like that. If it’s suffering that’s the deciding factor, then look at the Watchers, for once. Their families.”
“I am not saying that it is nice, and I am not saying that it is a good thing that Jennie died, because it is obvious to all that you are seriously disturbed because of it. But it was obvious that she was dangerous, was it not? You saw her when she fought.”
“She fought because she had been threatened. Not because she wanted to or because she enjoyed it.” His voice dropped and he met Cormac’s eyes before he spoke again. “She wasn’t dangerous to me.”
So, as you can see, I was playing here with the idea of fairy morals. The one thing that most of the legends agree on is the fact that fairies have no sense of right or wrong, but of course my lovely Alex is half human, so he’s going to spend a lot of time resisting that sort of behaviour. In one of my books on mythology, it says that fairies know only the concept of suffering and pleasure, and will do whatever it takes to prevent themselves suffering. Of course, they have no understanding of other people’s suffering and pleasure, only their own – a bunch of selfish gits, the lot of them!
I hope I’ll be able to work this scene (or one similar to it) into the novel at some point – that ending is just soooo cute :D
What do you think? Do you ever have characters with really confusing morals?