DELPHINE
Pull me from the dirt,
No, you don't want me in your garden.
No, you don't want me in your garden.
Dandelion, dandelion.
Delphine was being scolded, and she deserved it. She felt like her father or her brother was scolding her. How many times had they told her that same thing? "How can I fix them if I don't know them?" Trick question, Delphine knew her weaknesses... most of them.
She just refused to acknowledge that they existed. Denial had gotten her pretty far in life, well... sort of. She hadn't meant to sound snarky, she was really asking.
"I want to be more independent." Another reason for not doing more than leaving a note before she left. She wanted independence, she wanted to come and go as she pleased... She huffed softly to herself, and focused on the horizon, the mountain that he'd told her about.
She just refused to acknowledge that they existed. Denial had gotten her pretty far in life, well... sort of. She hadn't meant to sound snarky, she was really asking.
"I want to be more independent." Another reason for not doing more than leaving a note before she left. She wanted independence, she wanted to come and go as she pleased... She huffed softly to herself, and focused on the horizon, the mountain that he'd told her about.
