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Andulka
YOU ARE THE REASON
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
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@shewhocamebefore
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.”
--- Terry Pratchett
What does it mean to live for one's self?
For so long this one has been the means for which others are able to find their purpose. Working as a conduit for which time has flowed, forward and reverse, never grounding myself in one place as there was always another in need in another eon. To describe the calculations required to bend time to my will, so that by looking forward one might plan for the past, I could not do so to any other, kindred or no. Yet I tax myself for them as my self has never had the same worth.
This is not to say I have not found joy in my life. A creator at times. A mentor at times. A mother at times. And on rare occasion, friend and lover.
To be worth something to someone, that is what I desire. In this I believe Duccio was correct: my actions were selfish. Through rite of motherhood, this one sought to create a being that would need her, rely upon her, give credence to her continued existence. In some small part, perhaps that is why I have found humans to be the offspring I have not been granted. Someone to need me--
--Is that what my being has become? Nothing without someone. Ether without substance. Weightless and floating until one reaches out to make contact...
At this moment, the cloak given as gift lies folded across my lap, keeping me grounded. The return to Roma was intended as a pilgrimage for forgiveness, Leonardo's and my own. Yet I am not ready to let go of the pain; I mourn for a concept that never became reality and this one is unaware of how to move forward from intangible dreams dashed.
My hands stroked over my belly, tauntingly flat, and I wept for hours. Throughout I clung to the cloak, imagining that its giver was here not this broken silence filled with notes of my misery. Even while incapacitated, there was his presence cutting through the haze of shattered heart and mind, allowing that reassurance that I was not just this mass of nothing, an oxymoron of shaped nonexistence.
Another tear drops now on the cloth, soaking into the crest and the decision is made. With him I have purpose beyond sorrow. With him I am not adrift. With him I remember who I am.
The cloak is my only companion as I return once again. Yet soon I will not be alone.
*engaged in a bit of light reading of her journals today*
ooc: Knowing this group--
--and your affinity for birds, this picture shall one day become emblematic. So here you go.
youhavequestions replied to your post: /stands up
[WEST SIDE! /throws up appropriate hand signs]
*rest his cheek on her shoulder* Ne, I will always be Ahm's child.
Always, Sef. Sooner the universe cease to exist than my love for you meet the same fate. *blissful smile of contentment*
But Auntie.... *settles his small outstretched hand into hers* I am tiny. *he giggles*
Not always, little one. While my love for you shall not fade, it is... difficult not to cling to these moments with such tenacity. To me, you shall always be a child yet I know that you will not.
Auntie. *snuggles up against her leg*
Salutations, my little one.
*stoops to cuddle you to her chest*
Growing so tall so soon? It seems the days has flown and this one has been negligent in her observations. One moment a child, and then time slips betwixt my fingers and you have become a man. *chuckles* Perhaps not quite yet.
[Woman in the lounge is watching The Borgias on her laptop. Can't find an excuse to sit in there with her and stare over her shoulder. I've already done about four trips to and from the file room adjacent to catch glimpses, maybe a nipple.]
# Megan get in me
[I felt this picture could be used yet again appropriately here.]
sultan-suleiman replied to your post: Glow woman, I too know the feels of lonely. Come some time to Istanbul for tea, yes? =u= Hm, oh yes. Of course. This one has not ventured out towards your land in ages. Perhaps a visit is overdue. Your hospitality is most gracious. *considers leaving immediately* Hm. It is not as though this one has anywhere else to be.
No Lorenzo. No Leonardo. Struck by accursed normalcy in my life.
*flops onto her bed*
*is immediately swarmed by her cat and dog*
Yes. Normality.
-Mom: Bye Bye Son!
Damnit, Malfatto.
*sits alone in her sanctum, desperately trying to recall what life was like before attempted pregnancies, murderous rampages, and being comatose, at the mercy of humanity* ... Was my existence truly so dull prior to this? *waits for something, anything to happen*
