OVER ALL THE BUTTERFLIES && lanterns + memorial

[agathe.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]This... wasn't a good idea. No, too many things in Agathe's life had been repressed, shut behind some invisible door in her mind and left to remain there unchecked. All of the sins she had committed... All of those who had fallen because her grandmother had ordered them to... There were so many names and faces in that little part of her head, but as she lit her own lantern, she would only honor one. "Sofiya," The snow leopard whispered quietly, contemplatively, golden eyes squeezing shut for just a moment. Rare emotion reared its ugly head and caused her to wince, remorse and guilt and heartbreak seizing her in their icy grasp and demanding that she finally react - that she finally atone - for what she did to her girlfriend.  She merely lifted the lantern into the air instead, features that had once been so alive with the warmth of feeling, of caring, returning to their stone-cold state.

Nobody knew who Sofiya was here. Nobody knew what she had done to her because her grandmother had willed it. Sometimes, Agathe just wished that it had been her girlfriend that had caused her to snap and revolt against her matron- not Meredith. But the past was the past and Sofiya had been taken from her by here... There was no changing that, reversing it. And so Agathe Ashyver trained her gaze on the sky and tried to live with it.