When I was born, it was prophesied that I would be the Darkest of all Faeries. And thus shroud the world in eternal darkness and sporead utter doom basically. My lover was Queen of the Faeries. Ultimately, it was fate that won that round. It still haunts me.
"Mine isn't so... great an ordeal but it's face a war I don't believe in but I would be standing beside those I care most for. Or staying to protect and cherish those I've made a home with here."
"And what did you decide? Yes, it was Marie. Is Marie. Or Rogue now. I don't know anymore. Guess... I don't know. I'm fine but I'm not. Just... I have to make a decision, maybe I've made it, and no way for it not to hurt someone."
Marie sighs. "I keep trying to convince myself of that. Just... I don't even know if I believe in this war anymore. Or what it stands for but I know I can't align myself with the other side either."
"Depends on the context. One of them was picking between two people to be in a relationship with. Another was trying to decide whether to stay and lead the team or go with the person I love. And there was another, too." She trails off, though, not elaborating. "They were all pretty hard. I don't know which one was the hardest."
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Aya tries to smile in a way that is reassuring.
"If someone is going to be hurt no matter what, then you shouldn't feel bad because it's no really your fault, right?"
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