I did mull over that one for a bit (the wanting to live part). I found my thoughts about that part hard to put into words.
I’ll try and begin with the easiest to explain and see if it helps me draw out the more complicated thoughts.
Everything that lives struggles to survive and yearns to keep living. Even things that aren’t really sapient. It’s part of the biological imperative which wants you to survive, thrive and reproduce. The last one is interesting, because it puts me in mind of the Forsaken in WoW and how Sylvanas Windrunner spoke of how her people were dying out and they had no natural way of reproducing. The thing is, the Forsaken are undead, killed and raised to be puppets of the Lich King. In theory, now that they’re free of his control it should be a good thing that they’re dying out and that are no more, because their existence is tragedy, reflected in their name “Forsaken”. And yet they still yearn to live, to thrive and to be amongst others of their own kind.
Aberrants want to live - how coherent that desire is is a later thought - and they want to keep propagating their anomalous effect. Moonsable wanted to be beautiful and dance. Claudio wanted power. Siobhan’s mother…wanted to protect her daughter, which might have been tied to her state of mind when she broke or the last vestiges of who she was as a person. Newton wanted calm and sought out anything that disturbed that calm.
A tickling thought arises. “Why do demons use human speech? To deceive their prey.” (Words from Frieren, the context being that demons will often say things like “Mama it hurts” to get humans to waver but they have no concept of family, they just know what emotional levers are effective.)
Aberrants aren’t demons, but they do prey on humans to an extent. Siobhan can feel its sincerity and melancholy, but there’s still a trap of ascribing human motivations to it. I’m not saying those motivations can’t exist, I’m just saying that it could be yearning to go out and cause chaos by propagating its effect and gaining power such that it can never be trapped again.
From the stories, we’re pretty sure that Carnagore turned on Myrddin in the end.
And yet, despite everything I’ve written, I have a sliver of hope because I want to believe in Siobhan’s mother. I want to believe that there’s enough of her left in this horrific chimera to influence it towards humanity. I want to believe that the young woman who lost her life too soon, lost her husband, her daughter and her father, lost her future, her hopes and her dreams, I want to believe that she got this second chance. That there’s some hope for her.
This is a trap, of course. The trap of hope and sentimentality. But if I’m falling for it, how much worse must it be for Siobhan, who can barely bring herself to admit that she sees her mother in this creature because it’s breaking her heart?
It’s certainly a very painful and emotional line. My thoughts and feelings on it are still tangled.