09-23-2018, 11:20 AM
So long. It had been so long that she had been like that, a mindless animal with nothing but a taste for blood and meat. She had killed, had torn apart and devoured those who had families and friends, loved ones who would miss them. But as someone who had nothing and none, what right did she have to take them away? There was nothing she could do about it, however, only able to look at others and see flesh and a heartbeat, the mere presence of them tempting her hunger. She had no conscious, only her instincts and need for food.
But, over time, her mind cleared. She began to see the world through new eyes, thought twice before lunging and sinking her teeth into her prey. Clarity came slowly, and by the time it did, her canines were already stained with blood. Her fur was stained and she would never be able to wash off her sins. But she had already sinned before and this would not be the last time.
As she looked up at the stars, brilliantly shining against the dark sky, she thought. What was her name? Ah, yes, that tainted name they had given her, a long time ago now. Ymir. Her memories flooded back, not all bitter but still bringing a frown to her maw. All she had done for them, and yet they still betrayed her, used her for their own purposes. It was a cruel fate that she refused to meet ever again.
She would only ever live for herself. From then on, at that moment, none else mattered but her. Let them all be damned. None could ever tell her how to live her life anymore.
The she-wolf would smile, sharp canines glinting in the light.
With that decided, her body heavy with triumph, she would glance around and study her surroundings. She wasn't sure when she had found herself in mountainous territory, but she didn't bother, resorting to simply walking until she found something--or someone.
"Anybody out here?"
Ymir. Not the same as before--a different person now. Not the one who would be herded like a mindless sheep.
But, over time, her mind cleared. She began to see the world through new eyes, thought twice before lunging and sinking her teeth into her prey. Clarity came slowly, and by the time it did, her canines were already stained with blood. Her fur was stained and she would never be able to wash off her sins. But she had already sinned before and this would not be the last time.
As she looked up at the stars, brilliantly shining against the dark sky, she thought. What was her name? Ah, yes, that tainted name they had given her, a long time ago now. Ymir. Her memories flooded back, not all bitter but still bringing a frown to her maw. All she had done for them, and yet they still betrayed her, used her for their own purposes. It was a cruel fate that she refused to meet ever again.
She would only ever live for herself. From then on, at that moment, none else mattered but her. Let them all be damned. None could ever tell her how to live her life anymore.
The she-wolf would smile, sharp canines glinting in the light.
With that decided, her body heavy with triumph, she would glance around and study her surroundings. She wasn't sure when she had found herself in mountainous territory, but she didn't bother, resorting to simply walking until she found something--or someone.
"Anybody out here?"
Ymir. Not the same as before--a different person now. Not the one who would be herded like a mindless sheep.