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vira lillie ([personal profile] chevaleros) wrote2021-02-08 10:30 pm
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bonetiddies: (💀it all fell apart)

[personal profile] bonetiddies 2021-04-02 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah.

[She frowns a little.]

. . . It's hard for me to say, exactly, because I do not know what my wish will be, and what that will change. And it is hard, to accept pinning one's hopes to a future that may not occur.

But I've realized that I dread returning to where I was before this. I didn't realize until I came here how awful it was, and I no longer have any duty owed to the Ninth House that would obligate my return. So. . . I've agreed that I won't be returning there, if it's at all within my power. Perhaps I'll leave with Mollymauk.
bonetiddies: (💀they're bones that you wash)

[personal profile] bonetiddies 2021-04-03 02:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[She frowns a little, because she's not wrong, but. . .]

I do, and I miss my home, but I cannot return to either. When I became a Lyctor, that door shut forever. There are dangerous things that pursue us, and if I were ever to set foot in the Ninth House again, I would draw them there and bring destruction on all I hold dear.

It's all right; it's enough to know it's all there, and safe. It's enough to have had the opportunity to see her, and know she is there, and that someday she might wake, whether or not I ever see it. [But she also feels less despair at the notion that that's all she ever had than she's had previously.] I feel I've spent enough time devoted to what's dead.
bonetiddies: (you'll shake and shudder)

[personal profile] bonetiddies 2021-04-03 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
It would be harder if I was deciding not to return to home, and what I love there. But I've already said goodbye to that.

[Gently. Because she does understand; even if it was a destructive choice, if that was the choice she was offered, it might be different. But she had already accepted she would never go back there long before this, and never expected her wish to change that.]

I'm not sure whether I have or whether I've just been badgered enough to give in. [Sigh.] . . . I suppose you and I are rather alike in so many ways, so you are likely as reticent as I am about making plans around things that may never come to pass. [She resisted agreeing to anything for so long.] It feels foolish to ask you what you will do, after this, when I am still rather convinced we'll all die here.