i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
She is mad at herself for being vulnerable. For letting someone else in that way for even a moment. For showing a side of herself that is more than fire and smoke. For believing in a dream that may as well be nothing more than a game of cat and mouse. She fell for a trick and let herself be blinded. She put trust into someone that should not have her trust. They were a stranger here, to her.
Not again, never again. She couldn't.
There had been a brief time she had opened her heart to someone and she had regretted it. He worked his charms and made her feel special. The idea is bitter on her tongue still to this day and she spits onto the ground. He was a liar - they all were.
For her, trust is different to those she respects. She does not mind backing down to those few, but to… love. The word is foreign. It feels wrong.
So she ran and she has not seen the girl in golden chains since.
Morrighan is still running, pacing, fuming. She stands atop Sideralis looking down at the lands with their fresh blanket of snow. The air is cool and crisp on the tongue and she wishes it were autumn. Winter has its iron grip around Novus and she hates it. She hates the wind and the snow, the reminder of Caligo's dagger-like stare a year ago, the spot on her hip where a girl had brushed it oh so subtly, the blend of wood smoke and spices -
She hates herself.
At her feet the snow is melting, slow at first, until the flames erupt into brilliant yellow orange. It all melts away to reveal the dried up grasses underneath and the fire feeds off it. It engulfs the small circle she's created by her feet until the grass is nothing but ash. Her two-toned eyes stare deeply into the dancing flames, which seem to lash out more wildly with each passing second. She flares her nostrils and pins her ears back.
The fire grows bigger and the light reflects into her eyes to show the madness. She screams into the night, not caring if anyone can hear her.
Fuck them, anyway.
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@Isra here is a clusterfuck of a rage starter post :'D
