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09-10-2015, 08:12 PM
Your sweet memory
I can only call it ineffectuality.
I don't know how many things you've tried to do and failed. I don't know anything about you. It's getting old to say that, don't you think? To just say it over and over, like some sort of... mantra, like... I don't know you, I don't know you I don't-- fuck... god, I shouldn't curse with you, should I? I guess you'd be old enough now, but I shouldn't set a poor example.
I'm sorry, I'm just...
Perhaps it could also have been described as impotence. But every attempt to distract and derail was met with failure. Though I managed to miraculously escape without so much as a scratch on my well carved bodice, I had no effect. It was wonderfully disheartening, like an affirmation of my uselessness in this place.
I just didn't belong. But I suppose you don't have that problem, do you? Where you are, wherever you are... well, I guess you aren't alone. There's probably a lot of others, like you.
Tell me about it someday, will you? I promise, there will be a someday. Just be patient, please.
So there I stood, hopeless, in the middle of a battle belonging to a war I was not part of.
I saw her again and I wanted to scream. That idiot mender, so clearly not long for such fighting, trying to make a difference. And I would have gone to protect her myself, gone again to drag her out of the danger, but the sandman himself did his best, instead.
I can't describe exactly what came over me, then. Perhaps your brother has told you of how loathsome I found this creature to be when I first arrived in this strange land. But he protected her with such ferocity, perhaps even love, that I needed to do something.
I guess I had to protect him. I had to save both of their youth, with whatever was left of my age.
As if all my sensibility left me, I ran then in front of the pair of antlered and entangled souls. The wolf that ran towards us as a trio was menacing, a mutant mess, but I wasn't scared.
I think I was beyond fear, perhaps. Maybe too old for it, maybe just too preoccupied. But I reared on aching old hooves and crashed down with two more, aiming directly for that abomination's back.
And all I said was this:
"Save yourselves, you idiots!"
AHVELYN
Team Goddess
IN A SURPRISE TWIST Lyn runs to protect @Rohan and @Enna both, putting herself in between them and the wolf Rohan hopes to impale and rearing to strike down on the mutant wolf's spine.
