The silicon chip inside her head got switched to overload
Nobody’s going to go to school today, she’s going to make them stay at home
Her daddy doesn’t understand it, he always said she was good as gold
She sat in silence until he began to talk to her. She smiled weakly as he said about going blind. His voice seemed to shake and she could tell he was scared; she did not need to be a telepath for that information to jump out and scream at her. She moved away slightly as he began to smoke and sighed softly, and then put her hand on his.
“You will be alright, Blake. This is only temporary,” she hoped, anyway. “It is the curse, the sixth. I can not speak. My voice was stolen from me, and your sight stolen from you. Others can not hear. ” Her telepathic tones were soothing and calm, she needed him to calm down. If the people were scared, she could do little to help them.
Lilith’s hand went from his hand, and rested in his hair, stroking it softly. He was not as close to the wolf as she was to the cat, but it soothed her, so it was worth a try. “We are all scared, Blake.” She did not really know how she could soothe him, to take away his pain and his fear, but maybe all he needed was to talk? “I have a nephew now.” She started, and then paused. Her thoughts drifted to that blue eyed boy, with tanned skin and hair as black as her fathers. “He was born, only a few days ago, to my little sister. He is beautiful and we will all love him, despite the fact that he was born from a curse.” She swallowed hard, knowing that many thought she and her siblings – Mallos’ generation – were just a curse too. Many of them knew that their father was Mallos, but had no idea who their mothers were. They had been abandoned because of the memories of rape and torture that had led to their existence. Lilith knew this, more than most. Her mother had nightmares about what had happened, and she herself had nightmares of her father’s face when he came into her dreams every night. The evil thoughts he had, what he wanted to do to everyone that she loved…
“Thing that I am trying to say, is, that we have to be strong. Not for us, but for our children,” Lilith herself did not have children yet. How could she say such a thing? “For our brothers and sisters, for the family that we have. These curses have made us all do things that we are not proud of, but what we should do is not dwell on them.” She tilted her head. “The past is the past. If it could be changed, should it? Would you stop yourself from coming to shaman, would you stop yourself from having your children? Would you even stop Mallos from taking control? By doing so, you would make it so many of us, Mallos’ children, would have never been born, and Poppy would never have come to Shaman through the rip.” She smiled weakly, knowing that he could not see. It was only her words that could affect him. Maybe she was not ready to be a leader? Maybe that was why the Kaiserin had no official power? Because it was only the man who should take control?
No. That was old fashioned thinking. She could be a queen, have her people look up to her. She had to.
“I am sorry, Blake. But do you understand what I mean? We have to move forwards, the past can not be undone, or rewritten, but we can make it forgotten.” She pulled her hand away from his head and rested it back on his hand, and squeezed. Not only for his sake, but for hers too. He needed help, right now, not her. She would have to wait for Arthur.
Lilith & Seth
Night Seer and Conqueror of Darkness
What reason do you need to die?
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