EVIE
Evie keeps her eyes shut against the concussive noise of shouts and pleas. Shoulders that have weathered so many LongNights remain unbowed, unshaken. Her own quiet tears of regret, of the weight of responsibility, curve down her freckled cheeks.
When the dawn comes, she will know what she has done. That she condemned a family to death in favor of protecting those hiding inside. That she picked the whole over the these few individual souls. Perhaps someone better, someone stronger and more moral (someone like Amalia, and the thought of her sister's assured anger and disappointment is a knife in the stomach) would have been able to open the door. But Evie, for all her training, is no match for what lays beyond the door.
And still, even when the time comes for her to realize it was not a trick, that she had been judge, jury, and executioner...
Evie will not change her mind. In this moment she is the wall that breaks the tidal wives, and she cannot afford to crumble.
- FIN
When the dawn comes, she will know what she has done. That she condemned a family to death in favor of protecting those hiding inside. That she picked the whole over the these few individual souls. Perhaps someone better, someone stronger and more moral (someone like Amalia, and the thought of her sister's assured anger and disappointment is a knife in the stomach) would have been able to open the door. But Evie, for all her training, is no match for what lays beyond the door.
And still, even when the time comes for her to realize it was not a trick, that she had been judge, jury, and executioner...
Evie will not change her mind. In this moment she is the wall that breaks the tidal wives, and she cannot afford to crumble.
- FIN
Don't look up, just let them think
There's no place else you'd rather be
There's no place else you'd rather be
