Delphine
Delphine tilted her head, as he snapped his answer. How often had Alder told her that 'it hurts me more than it hurts you', that he did not enjoy hurting her, right before he did? Her lips pulled down into a frown, and she spoke, again, "There's a certain... power, a rush, that comes with hurting people. So I've been told." She stepped in place, not wanting to get too much nearer to the man. She probably should turn around and go home.
"Most people, when they find they enjoy that rush... get in a profession that allows them to get rough with others..." She's staring at the man, hazel eyes like polished stone, "My big brother was a member of the guard, back home. But that didn't stop him from... enjoying his power while at home." She drifted into silence for a few moments.
The man, covered in raven tattoos, beautiful tattoos, was hurting. "Do... you reject help because you're afraid that you might become like that too?" Now she was simply trying to understand.
A curious mind never rested; and she wanted to piece together the puzzle.
"Most people, when they find they enjoy that rush... get in a profession that allows them to get rough with others..." She's staring at the man, hazel eyes like polished stone, "My big brother was a member of the guard, back home. But that didn't stop him from... enjoying his power while at home." She drifted into silence for a few moments.
The man, covered in raven tattoos, beautiful tattoos, was hurting. "Do... you reject help because you're afraid that you might become like that too?" Now she was simply trying to understand.
A curious mind never rested; and she wanted to piece together the puzzle.
How can I begin again?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
How can I try to love someone new,
someone who isn’t you?
