Liam
I just want one more chance
Liam was quiet for a long while. What did he want? What did he want? The obvious answer seemed like that he’d want his family back, and perhaps he did - but he also knew that this was a cruel world, and that he was no longer the same man that he had been. If they were to come back, would they be happy? Would they be safe? He could guarantee neither, and so the answer died in his throat.
Perhaps he would get rid of the Family, bring peace back to Caido. But that wasn’t what he wanted so much as what he thought the world needed.
Maybe he didn’t know what he really wanted. Maybe that was why he’d felt so stuck until recently, when he’d only just started to see a light at the end of a very long tunnel. Maybe up until now, he hadn’t let himself want, terrified that it would only be taken away. That was the thing about having tasted the life that he’d always wanted: he’d had it all, only to have it ripped tragically from his grasp. Now he didn’t trust anything or anyone to stay.
”I don’t know,” he said finally, knowing that he’d paused for too long. ”Id want to know that my family is content in Mort’s halls, but…” He leaned back on his hands and sighed. ”I think… for so long I’ve just been existing. I haven’t really wanted anything other than to survive one day to the next. What I want… maybe that’s something I need to figure out.”
Perhaps he would get rid of the Family, bring peace back to Caido. But that wasn’t what he wanted so much as what he thought the world needed.
Maybe he didn’t know what he really wanted. Maybe that was why he’d felt so stuck until recently, when he’d only just started to see a light at the end of a very long tunnel. Maybe up until now, he hadn’t let himself want, terrified that it would only be taken away. That was the thing about having tasted the life that he’d always wanted: he’d had it all, only to have it ripped tragically from his grasp. Now he didn’t trust anything or anyone to stay.
”I don’t know,” he said finally, knowing that he’d paused for too long. ”Id want to know that my family is content in Mort’s halls, but…” He leaned back on his hands and sighed. ”I think… for so long I’ve just been existing. I haven’t really wanted anything other than to survive one day to the next. What I want… maybe that’s something I need to figure out.”
To put my arms in fragile hands
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