I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
’I’m stupid, Frey.’
’It’s just how you feel, stupid doesn’t even factor into it, honeybunch.’
’Can’t you see how stupid I am? Look at this mess.’
‘Humans are messy. It’s part of your charm. But your feelings don’t obligate you to clean up his mess, bumblebee. That would be stupid.’
Frey was not with her in any tangible way, but she could feel them and their lessons with her always. As she looked back at the summoner, his sneering and goading at her trembling form, she could hear Frey’s voice, crystal clear in her mind; likely imagined but helpful nonetheless. Her heartbreak and anxiety and frustration at one melted to melancholy adoration. She smiled at him, melancholic but warm. ”I don’t want to.” she said, shrugging slightly at his mocking words. ”I feel badly for you; that you have allowed your hurts to make you bitter and reclusive when there are those who would help.” she said gently.
The midwife sighed, closing her eyes as she pulled on inner strength to get her trembles under control. Pim grumbled, rubbing his head against her hip, encouraging her to get it together.
”How is it that you should feel, then?” she asked. The phrase didn’t even make sense to her. You felt how you felt. Like stupid, should didn’t factor into it.
’It’s just how you feel, stupid doesn’t even factor into it, honeybunch.’
’Can’t you see how stupid I am? Look at this mess.’
‘Humans are messy. It’s part of your charm. But your feelings don’t obligate you to clean up his mess, bumblebee. That would be stupid.’
Frey was not with her in any tangible way, but she could feel them and their lessons with her always. As she looked back at the summoner, his sneering and goading at her trembling form, she could hear Frey’s voice, crystal clear in her mind; likely imagined but helpful nonetheless. Her heartbreak and anxiety and frustration at one melted to melancholy adoration. She smiled at him, melancholic but warm. ”I don’t want to.” she said, shrugging slightly at his mocking words. ”I feel badly for you; that you have allowed your hurts to make you bitter and reclusive when there are those who would help.” she said gently.
The midwife sighed, closing her eyes as she pulled on inner strength to get her trembles under control. Pim grumbled, rubbing his head against her hip, encouraging her to get it together.
”How is it that you should feel, then?” she asked. The phrase didn’t even make sense to her. You felt how you felt. Like stupid, should didn’t factor into it.
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