#paradigmcommando

[virtusxcor-archive]

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[paradigm-commando]

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Transient. All of existence is and always has been this way. Its movements are fluid filled with jagged edges, a curse to wander and a curse to serve. She finds some solace in the fact her strength isn't ebbing away just yet and she can still fight. Even with her memories shattered and incomplete she understands her place.

She's a warrior in her heart of hearts. She doesn't live for the thrill of the fight but knows it's necessary to survive. Fate is cruel. Gods are equally so no matter how benevolent they might seem. She's torn between their broken realms, broken toyboxes that they never quite bothered to repair full of dolls that imitate her friends and foes alike. Normally it would drive someone mad to see those creatures moving around so freely, their distorted voices ringing in ears, bodies breaking apart in that final blow with a dusting of rose petals and light. Unlikely comradery is found in this place. She has others she can rely on and those that rely on her-- but it doesn't cloud her vision for the end goal. All she wants is to remember. To get back home. To push through those endless battlefields of crushed stone and earth, long forgotten palaces (sleeping like lonely giants in dimensions separated by a thread of reality) and vanquish her foes. It's somehow a nostalgic feeling. to be fighting for one's life.

So she walks forward. Because that's the only thing she knows to do. The others must have gotten separated again somehow -- the only thing she can do is hope that they'll make it. Sanctuary isn't far. Hope is the only thing they'll have left soon. And even then that isn't going to be enough in the end. Betrayal never comes from your enemies afterall. She's learned that the hard way.

[tv-addict]

Thank You for the early Gossip Girl Upload! Can't wait for the Season Finale next week! Thank youu oh soo very muchhhhh for being an awesome person >:D<