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09-23-2015, 09:52 PM
give me hope in the darkness so that I will see the light "I was yelling at Cera that Hototo wouldn't have wanted him to attack her." I clarified. "I was trying to protect him, to keep him from attacking because my mother was already attacking her." I was frowning as I spoke. "I didn't ..." want him to die because I assumed my mother would die for attacking yours. But I kept myself from saying it because I didn't want to make Mesec feel even guiltier when it wasn't his fault. "You knew Hototo, too?" I stared blankly at Mesec when he asked if I knew Hototo, too. Numbly, I nodded my head and I diverted my gaze away so he wouldn't see the pain in my eyes, or the way they went glassy with unshed tears. No matter how long it was it was still painful to think about Hototo and I figured it always would be, just like it would always be painful to think about my dad. "Hototo was my brother." I finally murmured my answer to his question and I hoped that would be the end of it because I really didn't want to talk about it. When Mesec said that Ros was his sister I looked at him, confused because there was no way that my aunt was his mother and I knew that he and Roskuld didn't have the same dad. So my Aunt had to have adopted him and he said as much as I stared dumbstruck. "So ... you grew up in the Foothills?" I asked because he had to be there if he grew up with Ros. "How come I didn't see you there?" "." |
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