10-10-2018, 02:23 PM
Exile. It had taken her awhile to get here, sand digging into her toes uncomfortably, and having her slip a bit, as she made her way towards, the bell, ringing it, a sense of finality, knowing that this place could possibly be the worst place she had chosen, at least, for her mental state.
Then again, was there really any saving her? The regret that she felt for killing Roy, the sadness that she felt at her exile, was there, but more of a... muted feeling than it had, a few days prior. That was the best way to describe the feeling. She had wanted to save, no, repair, the relationships she had with the other Ascendents, and clearly, the best course of action was this (even though this was possibly the worst ideas in the history of ideas).
Smile, it'll be alright. It had been awhile since she had actually listened to that little mantra of sorts, or even thought about it, but it had always worked, to the point smiling had become second nature to her.
Why bother manipulating them? You want revenge, don't you? The Ascendents were clearly wrong. You made a mistake in telling them. Why have them forgive you when there are people here who would accept you for who you are?
"Shut up. You're supposed to be gone." She muttered, shaking her head a bit violently, a bit of a useless attempt to try and quiet those little whispers speaking as one. The ones that had driven her to this point.
Then again, was there really any saving her? The regret that she felt for killing Roy, the sadness that she felt at her exile, was there, but more of a... muted feeling than it had, a few days prior. That was the best way to describe the feeling. She had wanted to save, no, repair, the relationships she had with the other Ascendents, and clearly, the best course of action was this (even though this was possibly the worst ideas in the history of ideas).
Smile, it'll be alright. It had been awhile since she had actually listened to that little mantra of sorts, or even thought about it, but it had always worked, to the point smiling had become second nature to her.
Why bother manipulating them? You want revenge, don't you? The Ascendents were clearly wrong. You made a mistake in telling them. Why have them forgive you when there are people here who would accept you for who you are?
"Shut up. You're supposed to be gone." She muttered, shaking her head a bit violently, a bit of a useless attempt to try and quiet those little whispers speaking as one. The ones that had driven her to this point.
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I'll give up on giving up
[i]and get the world on my side
Thea — Nora — Adara