@snarkomancy || Stop making Morrigan feel things. // Accepting
Fingers, tainted by tint, cramped around the thin feather, it was the fourth or fifth maybe, her nervous bones broke the previous ones and her eyes just starred blankly at the blank papers. She had so many words to write down, so many unspoken things she wanted to express within this moment but it seemed nothing, no letters, no saying, no sentence, were able to put her feelings into words.
Morrigan tried to write several letters to her fellow sister, tried to reply to all those unanswered letters which piled next to her but nothing, she had not the strength nor the will to write, to offer answers, to communicate in general. Back in Aretzua it seemed so easy to talk with Phillipa, not that much words were needed between the two of them anyways. They just had to look into each others eyes and knew what the other thought. But now, they were separated, miles apart, nobody knew Morrigans origin and she wanted it to keep that way, wanted to continue her studies without diversion. But she deeply missed her.
“ My beloved Sister, Dear Phillipa,
how many months, years even, have we been separated already? My studies are step by step, leading me to something, I cannot say much, cannot say how long it will take me to finish, but I can assure you, I am going somewhere. I have chosen this path even if many others showed up for me but you know me, since when would I sit in a comfortable chair, drink expensive wine and have a fancy life, if I got another way where I can be free and be me? Where I will not be held down and can enlarge my knowledge, open up my mind to new things and learn about things, people long have forgotten?
The days are short and the nights are long, I spend more gold on candles than on food, I was so much focused on my studies, that your letters left unanswered, I am deeply sorry for that but you need to understand that we cannot behave like this anymore. We need to grow up and leave the past behind us don’t we? You will always have my respect, my love, my loyality, but this time, I cannot support you. As much as you ask me to, I need to get through this alone and so do you. You are so much stronger than that my dear, you will grow on your strength and even if they try to break you, you will have them on their knees at some point and break them. Remember back in Aretzua when we both swore ourselves that no kind will ever command us again? That we will be free and do whatever we want? Do not forget this promise my dear, it is all that drove us forward while they tried to stop us.
You are my dearest and only friend, my sister, my family, my life, nothing in this world will ever change that and we will outlive them all, will make them pay for every nasty word they threw at us. We are stronger than them.
Never forget that I truly miss you and that no matter what, I will always stand up for you and fight at your side. I would fight the world if I have to just to be with you. I miss you, I miss you deeply, every night I lay wide awake, asking myself if everything is ok but you know what? I know that you are ok because you were always the stronger one of us. We two, we will write history, in 300 years, people will talk about Phillipa the mighty and Morrigan the wise, and they will speak our name with fear clinging to them.
Together we will rule the world.”
There lied so many words in her mind she wanted to say, so many unsaid things that needed to be addressed, so many unanswered questions. Feelings that no words were created for, but Morrigan knew, even though they did not share the same room anymore, not much words where needed between them.
