#thalia-raindancer

[sulli-ed]

What was being a slave like? To whom? Have you learned anything from the process of freeing yourself?

The questions were ones that she had been asked before, but it was rare. Most were unaware that she had been enslaved. After a moment of puckering her lips in thought, she pulled out a ratty looking journal, then flipped through various pages. A few moments passed before she held the book up, revealing a passage that she had written when she was enslaved.

I was sold for the third time in a month today. It seems like most people don’t enjoy my lack of speaking. It infuriates them that I can’t verbally worship them like they desire. I have been whipped, threatened to have my tongue removed, and shoved into a small, metal cage... As if those things would make me want to speak to them. 

Humans are strange creatures. 

Once she was finished reading, she shifted the journal back into her own view, flipping through some more pages. 

I am free.

“How,” you may ask? I wish it was a simple answer. I wish it didn’t involve the man who was supposed to free me. I have done many things in this life to survive, but I never thought it would involve murder. 

I wish it didn’t, but one of the things I’ve learned in this life is you must do the unthinkable to keep yourself alive. I’m not thankful for the demons that birthed me just to sell me to something equally as evil... But I am thankful to learn the harshest lessons one could learn.

Humans are selfish. They will do whatever it takes to get to the top, even if that includes treating living beings as objects or ripping others to shreds. 

To live, you must destroy.

{ @thalia-raindancer thank you for the questions! Sorry for the long-ish response~! <3 }

[jocelynherit-blog]

I'll Just Think On It

Meditation, that was what she was told to add onto her already long list of shit to do. Jo felt with certainty that she was going to struggle with that. She had tried it in the past with no luck at all in finding any answers. The experiment of the day before still irked her in its absolute failure, and who really wants to sit down and think about what they fucked up? “All I did was try and show where we are failing. That fucking elf and her damned attitude will never change. I tried though, tried to show how we are letting animosity for each other tear us apart and leave us vulnerable. Don’t they know our enemies could do the same thing I did and with more dire results?” She knew she was guilty of the same thing, being cold to some and friendly to others. She even admitted her faults during the meeting, only to have it devolve into bickering and pettiness. Jo closed her eyes and did her best to calm herself. Reaching back to see where she went wrong, she knew she had been to nice, hadn’t commanded the meeting. She had been more like a participant, a member of the audience. “Well, that shit is going to change, I can’t expect any to follow if I don’t lead.” Jo returned to sharpening her blades, smirking at the thoughts in her mind. “Or maybe I’ll just fucking stab a couple of them. Counter-productive… but I will fell better.” (( If someone knows Venita’s Tumblr can you tag them for mentions?))