branches from a dying tree / joining

[Margaery]

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[align=center][glow=GLOWCOLOR,2,300]▶ MARGAERY FOLIE - tags - THE ASCENDANTS - OBSERVER - SHE/HER- FELINE ◀[/glow]

Aching. Longing. Lost.

How long had she been wandering? How long had it been since she belonged anywhere? Loneliness had grown to be a part of her, no different than the blood that coursed through her veins or those blue eyes- weary now, oh so weary. She supposed she could call herself a nomad of sorts, a drifter, but she despised both terms. This lifestyle did not fit her. She was not meant to simply let the wind carry her from place to place. But she had no choice in the matter. All that she knew was gone, wiped clean from existence and forgotten to the sands of time. Even reminiscing brought forth the bitter sting of tears and she could not cry. Not anymore. Too many tears had already fallen for her friends, her family, her lover.

She wanted a home again, but such a desire would have to go unfilled. To her, home was not a tangible location. It was a soul, a single entity that she had pledged her life, her love, to. And as far as she knew, it was gone. Suiteheart was gone.

A tear did fall at that realization, and she paused, inhaling deeply and fixing her composure. She needed a break, she needed to be around others... she needed to feel alive again. Because she could not lie, something had died within her, wilting the once lovely rose she had been. She wanted to feel that passion, that zest, for life again. She didn't want to be hollow.

And perhaps that was why she was here, situated at the border expressionless. She knew nothing of the clan she sat before, nothing save the fact that she had stumbled upon them and that they would have to do.

[color=black]"My name is Marg-" She hesitated for a moment, contemplating her name, wondering if she truly wanted to give it to them, to these strangers, [color=black]"My name is Margaret and I've come to join."

Margaret. It felt strange on her tongue. Foreign.

But like everything in this situation, it would have to do.