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— Бра́тья Карама́зовы
Ivan woke up, stole traveling herbs from his parents, and mentally prepared himself for his journey. He wasn't nearly as impulsive as his younger brother, but these volatile times were certainly taking a toll on his normally chilly and astute aura. Demons began to seep from the cracks of his mind, demons he desperately shoved and pushed down as often as he could.
What are you doing? His thoughts taunted him as he placed the first step beyond the border. Can it be that the atheistic Ivan does, in fact, believe in heroism?
He doesn't believe in that. Or does he? He so desperately wants to find some consolation in the wake of his mother's death, stolen from the family by a accident of nature. He tells himself that it's not his fault, neither Atticus', but that doesn't stop him from writhing in fury when he realized that his brother was missing. Maybe he can satisfy this confusion and aching void in his heart by hunting down his brother. For leaving them. Is that the heroic thing to do?
Six kittens were born to Selby and Moth on the leap year, each bearing the name of a character from a classic book. Winston left for Elysium, Quentin was as good as gone, and now Atticus. Ivan alone was faced with the care of his younger siblings, Simon and Alice, who both had their disabilities.
His paws brush the border, he's further out than he's ever been before. "Finch!" Ivan growls loudly, working his claws into the ground. If he's lucky, Atticus will find him before any Pitt members will. "You left."
[member=11957]Atticus Roux[/member]
What are you doing? His thoughts taunted him as he placed the first step beyond the border. Can it be that the atheistic Ivan does, in fact, believe in heroism?
He doesn't believe in that. Or does he? He so desperately wants to find some consolation in the wake of his mother's death, stolen from the family by a accident of nature. He tells himself that it's not his fault, neither Atticus', but that doesn't stop him from writhing in fury when he realized that his brother was missing. Maybe he can satisfy this confusion and aching void in his heart by hunting down his brother. For leaving them. Is that the heroic thing to do?
Six kittens were born to Selby and Moth on the leap year, each bearing the name of a character from a classic book. Winston left for Elysium, Quentin was as good as gone, and now Atticus. Ivan alone was faced with the care of his younger siblings, Simon and Alice, who both had their disabilities.
His paws brush the border, he's further out than he's ever been before. "Finch!" Ivan growls loudly, working his claws into the ground. If he's lucky, Atticus will find him before any Pitt members will. "You left."
[member=11957]Atticus Roux[/member]