Juan Gelman. CXXXV. Hoy. [02]
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Juan Gelman. CXXXV. Hoy. [02]
— ☩ “Over there. The castle. I wish to see it as close as a foreigner possibly can.” It was a simple enough request. Invitations were just some of the many things Ingus could not say ‘no’ to, especially if the approach had been personal, face-to-face. Seth had come up to him during his leave and asked him to visit his home of Cornelia, with eyes exuding persuasion that coaxed him to accept. Needless to say it won him over, with him tucking away stacks of papers lettered to the margins with legalities under a small desk—all left to accomplish some other time.
“It bears many similarities to Sasune’s own castle—though I must say that ours has two spires, whereas yours only has one.” He looked up to Seth, a distinct glimmer peppered over his eyes. “You would not think that seeking passage would cause us much trouble, yes?”
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Mercy - CXXXV
I don't know why this happened. I don't know how I got so fucking dependent on these men
It's like I can't spend a single second alone anymore without feeling like I can't function like a normal human being
Like I always need supervision
Like I need someone always there to make me feel validated instead of doing it myself
When I do things that I should feel validated about all the time
I am a reasonably responsible adult