Logs:Metamorphosis
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| RL Date: 11 October, 2015 |
| Who: Ebeny, Laurienth |
| Involves: Fort Weyr |
| Type: Vignette |
| What: Maybe it's finally time. |
| Where: Autumnal Eventide Weyr, Fort Weyr |
| When: Day 15, Month 13, Turn 38 (Interval 10) |
| Mentions: E'dre/Mentions, C'sel/Mentions, Eden/Mentions, Eryn/Mentions, Elayne/Mentions |
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| He was going to leave her. He had left the Weyr and, she could only assume, gone to see the girls without her. It was the next step, wasn't it? If they asked after her, he would explain, in some child-friendly way, why she wasn't there. She was busy or tired or ill. And it would become normal. The more time passed, the more frequently it would happen, and she would explain away E'dre's absences with the same excuses. Good said that darker part of her that lingered too close to Laurienth's presence. You deserve it. You knew none of this would last. You're selfish. Perhaps now she would pay the price for breaking C'sel's heart. It was her turn. She had done something terrible and she deserved to be punished. Ebeny still carried the guilt, never quite able to leave it behind, no matter what she did. It was her turn to have someone walk away from her and she deserved it. A matter of months ago, it had felt like she had everything. Too much. Things she shouldn't have. Being things she shouldn't be. Now... She was so tired. In theory, she was only doing half the work she had been doing of late, and she felt worse than she had when she had been running around after both classes of weyrlings and looking after the girls too. It was all she could do to drag herself out of bed - her cold, empty bed - first thing in the morning. Her energy was abandoning her as her motivation began to ebb, leaving her less and less interested in anything beyond the hours of her work. She had sent her youngest children away. Driven her weyrmate away. It was only a flight. It had only been a flight. « You should hurt him back; find someone stronger, » Laurienth encouraged, wilfully oblivious to any of the hurt that they had caused between them. « Make him suffer for reducing you to this. » She was too exhausted to argue and too upset to do anything but let the savage little kernel of anger take root in her heart. How many turns had she fought against becoming like her green? She had attempted to reject her for fear of transforming into her, but... Maybe now was the time to stop resisting. |
Comments
Aleudre (09:11, 11 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
E'dre is such a rotten bastard ! :(
Cass (10:14, 11 October 2015 (PDT)) said...
I have a tea for that.
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