d e c e i v e r ! d e c i e v e r !
The chant rings incessantly in his mind, reverberating off its walls, volume & vibrations so deafening that no other thoughts are allowed to be heard. How utterly horrifying is it to realize that something, no, someone you believed in has been lying to you this entire time. A being so beautiful & deceptive, the one whom he has trusted with heart & soul, body & mind, a W I T C H. A magical hated being of this world, the very same one he’s been trying to rid for many a time now. How ? How could he have missed it ? Could it even be detected ? Of course… how else could he have sent so many other witches to their ‘ deaths ’ ?
An audible gulp, steps taken backward as magical display so fluidly flashes before his eyes; it is such beauty & wonder, but also fear & anxiety. Words are lost within a screaming mind as he cannot get over the weight of such a lie that has been kept from him ! Why didn’t she tell him before ? Was he not to be trusted ? But then again how could she tell him ? The rational part of him understands this, but his emotional side is betrayed, furious at her secrecy.
❛ Why … why didn’t you tell me ? You lied to me … this whole time. Played me for a fool ! I … I trusted you … ❜
Digits tremble at his sides, teeth sinking into his lower lip as the cocktail of emotions spirals inside of him, glance averting to the ground. Sure, their relationship is still brand new, but such a grand secret should not have been kept from him for so long.
❛ Do I even know you ? The real you ? ❜
She has played an act for so long, the act of High Inquisitor, the act of a normal human being… was this too an act ? He doesn’t want to believe that. He knows it isn’t true and yet the thought still springs forth from his mind.
O’ TO BE A TRAGEDY ; to love & yet fear with a similar passion , to revel in the present but be apprehensive of the prospects of the future . to be a liar & know the sweetness of deceit , but inevitably thrust herself unto the cold , bitter truth & pray that the frostbite does not kill her . to have loved & lost & hated . to still hate . to know that a flickering ember of her hatred for arthur cantabella still lingers , for he is still to blame .
what forgiveness ? what lies ! ( no , no , no ! i will not forgive the man who has left this story with a smile , whilst i still bear these burdens ) it was HIM who had led them into a spiral of lies . it was HIM who had opted to place the heaviest chains on a child . it was HIM who hadn’t the slightest hint of foresight to perceive to perpetual anguish he would press ‘pon a tormented girl to save his own ( THEY WILL TELL YOU HE DID IT FOR OUR SAKE . THEY WILL NOT TELL YOU I WOULD HAVE LONG PREFERRED THE TRUTH ) . it was HIM who left her with an impossible happily ever after , FOR WHO COULD EVER LOVE A WITCH ?
WORSE YET , WHO COULD EVER LOVE THE WRETCHED REINCARNATION OF BEZELLA ? who has danced with fire & freely dances again . who brought about a great burning as she had once before . who has given the world so much & watched them hate in return . WHO COULD LOVE SOMEONE SO DAMAGED SUCH AS SHE , WHO FEELS AN IMMEASURABLE RELIEF NOT TO SPY THE SAME SCORN WITHIN HIS EYES ?
he does not recite eons of contempt . he does not repeat the torment that echoes relentlessly in her ears . he does not look at her like those she had once known in a past life . her world would fall apart if he did , of that she is certain , with so little holding it together already ❛ no ! ❜ so she clings to the crumbling vestiges of his trust ( betrayal she can handle , betrayal can be fixed ) ❛ that’s not true ! i couldn’t ... ❜ duty before love , espella before eve what little worth they gave their designated queen / see the scraps they left behind . but the curtains have fallen , the play has ended . what becomes of love when her duty is over ? what becomes of eve when espella is safe ? with no one to appoint a new role , what does she now become ?
nothing . nothing she can settle into with any ease : with no role / no position / no facade to hide behind , what does she present to him ? does she even know herself ? ❛ i ... ❜ i don’t know , i’ve never known . all i am has ever begun with magic . all i will be will end with magic . i am witch . i am fire . i am something i cannot quite define . i am endless . i am eternal . i am something i have hated & loathed & despised , & i am still learning how to love these hands of mine . i am / i am / i am ! ❛ i'm sorry ❜
