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Posted on January 31, 2020 at 08:35:24 PM by Nereid
How do I form a connection when we can't even shake hands?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYou're like a phantom greeting me
She never said her timing was great. It seemed that Nereid had been lured back to a home that was being ravaged by turbulent waters. The Lost Island's were no longer the safe haven she had taken her first steps in. The land she knew when she had been queen was gone. In it's place was a mere shadow of it's former glory -- worn down by time and strife among the rulers. She wanted to look to the heavens and beg them for mercy -- for clemency. Had she not paid her pound of flesh? What good was there to bring a broken queen back? What could she offer that was unique from any other soul that currently resided here? So many questions that would remain unanswered.
"Division? War? Have petty squabbles put the lives of every inhabitant of this nation at risk?" she demanded, nostrils flaring and fire danced in her orbs for a moment. She still cared, in her own way, for every soul that called these islands home. The notion of an innocent soul having to look over their shoulder, afraid of the shadows and what might be hiding in wait, caused her blood to pound within her veins. One leg raised up for a moment before slamming down into the surf. "Fools."
"I apologise for my behaviour. Many moons ago, I was born and raised here. I gave birth to my only child here. To think that mothers and their children could be put at risk due to arrogance upsets me. The pain of losing a child is catastrophic. Infant or grown, it matters not. Why must war be the answer? Nereid stops, realising she has gone on a tangent. Damnit she thinks, turning away from him to stare at the shoreline. I'm letting my emotions get the best of me.
Turning back to him, Nereid releases a heavy sigh. "You know that war lays waste to everything it touches. Your stance may be noble but it will be for naught." Forgive her for being a pessimist, but Nereid couldn't help the desire to be frank. Like it or not, Bahadir and his family would not remain unscathed in the coming days.
A burst of courage gave Nereid the strength to take a few steps forward and reach out with her muzzle. She halted the motion, uncertain if it would be welcomed. The desire to touch and be touched clawed at her chest but she would not presume to know if he would be receptive.
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- the flesh must daily be crucified. - By Bahadır February 1, 2020 at 05:25:42 PM