it is both a blessing and a curse, to feel everything so very deeply
"If I'm not the only one, maybe it is obvious." The barb leaves her lips before she can think, slung back in anger and defense. She does not want to do this, to fight him, but it feels like she has no choice. Once Amalia believed that Sam understood the wrongness of the Voice, but now...
...Now he is another pawn, and it scares the girl to her core.
But are you really alive? lingers somewhere on her tongue, pushed back behind her teeth where it threatens to snap and flare like fire. But to have the Voice love her.... she shudders at the thought. "You're a pawn, Sam, to something you don't understand. Why do you think we were all locked away? Because of her. Don't you miss the sun? The feeling of rain? You have the love of the Voice, whatever that means, but what about the love of the gods?" Without the embrace of Vi, the promise of Mort, the guidance of Rae, what would she be?
Sam has been sacrificed and taken in, lost to the allure of a false idol. The baker watches as he walks away, sad and angry, her black stare hard. It is only when he disappears that she sighs, sinking down to the ground with a rough exhale, the book open in her shaking hands, her vision blurring with furious tears as she once more settles in to read.
...Now he is another pawn, and it scares the girl to her core.
But are you really alive? lingers somewhere on her tongue, pushed back behind her teeth where it threatens to snap and flare like fire. But to have the Voice love her.... she shudders at the thought. "You're a pawn, Sam, to something you don't understand. Why do you think we were all locked away? Because of her. Don't you miss the sun? The feeling of rain? You have the love of the Voice, whatever that means, but what about the love of the gods?" Without the embrace of Vi, the promise of Mort, the guidance of Rae, what would she be?
Sam has been sacrificed and taken in, lost to the allure of a false idol. The baker watches as he walks away, sad and angry, her black stare hard. It is only when he disappears that she sighs, sinking down to the ground with a rough exhale, the book open in her shaking hands, her vision blurring with furious tears as she once more settles in to read.
