I believe that the darkness reminds us where light can be
Phoebe wasn't the picture of self-confidence. She never had it to begin with. But that was only a portion of inner strength. "Do not mistake my kindness or lack of cruel words for weakness." she said simply as she stood there, the words flying at her chipping away at every bit of her person and soul - and still she stood. Honeyed eyes, bloodshot from tears stared back, still trembling from head to toe but unwavering.
She ran her hand over Astra's head, thankful for her comfort.
"Do you feel better now? Screaming at me for offering help? Tearing me down? Belittling me? Did it help?" she said calmly, still staring at him.
She ran her hand over Astra's head, thankful for her comfort.
"Do you feel better now? Screaming at me for offering help? Tearing me down? Belittling me? Did it help?" she said calmly, still staring at him.
phoebe
