Oct 1, 2024
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Arath | Ungedul (2014)
WiP Wednesday - A Rose Among the Heather
“Do you love me?”
“Yes!” She confessed and she may as well have screamed it; have spit it at Catra’s feet. Filled with vile contempt and the shame of regret. She cried in great heaving sobs as if the world was ending, maybe for her it is. “I do love you, I love you so much that it hurts!”
It shouldn’t feel like a curse, but Catra knew how to read between the lines by now, and any love tied to her seemed doomed. She heard the words not spoken and cringed. How dare you? How dare you! These were no tears of joy, but of sorrow and loss. Something inside of her splintered and burrowed into her heart as she listened. Was love not meant to be joyous?
“I’m- I’m sorry.”
What else was there to say, really?
Glimmer’s sobs became crackling and booming laughter, unhinged as her hands covered her face, hiding it away again. Catra wondered, would she ever see that face again, open and smiling and warm? No. No, that’s a forgone conclusion. She’d have to earn that back and Glimmer has never let someone back in who has hurt her so badly. She does not forgive those who would otherwise deserve to be forgotten.
“Of course you are.” The words landed harder than any lash despite how softly they are spoken. “Seems to be the only thing you’re good for these days.”
Her mouth opened uselessly. Everything about her was useless now. A broken tool could only be reforged so many times before the metal becomes too brittle to work. Her eyes burned but tears did not fall, and Catra stood awkwardly from her seat, one hand clutched to her side to ease the pain. Were the words spoken with love perhaps it would heal this sucking void, but as they are she found herself numb once more.
So she fell back on her training even if the once familiar language tripped over her tongue. “I’ve upset you. My apologies, again. Shall I call for anyone?”
Who can I send for who can help you? Who can I call that your heart should belong to? Who has held you while I was gone, and deserves to hold you still? Who is it, who is pure while I am…
“Send Bow.” Now the words were spoken with contempt, but the softness leaked through all the same.
Jealousy engulfed what little was left of her poor, mangled heart. The flame burnt hot and fast and was gone. “As you wish.” It’s never truly been her place to condemn any choice of her beloved, it’s not her fault that Catra is what she has become.
important day tomorrow!! It’s my bros Hatching Day! Yes it’s true, the day he finally broke through the soft scaley shell and hatched. *chokes up* I’m sorry I just get so emotional-
Generals Kova and Arath Mirleon, at their finest
OMG, we ate until we passed out! #Celebrating #Arath for his #Graduation!!! #LittleStars #Intervention #WhereLifeBegins #RebelHearts ##KeepItTogether (at Sirloin Stockade Morelia)
the struggle of loving all your DM's npcs so deeply, and being unable to articulate it to people outside the campaigns
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