Nikolai
We are only haunted by the things we refuse to accept
-Bridgett Devoue
Nikolai blinks for a moment. "You want to hear it?" He eyed them, looking for any traces of mockery. When he found none he gave a hesitant nod, patting the space beside him. "You can sit down if you want." He offered a bit shyly, making room so that they could see the book if and when they sat down. If they really wanted to hear, and was still learning to read, seeing the words might help. -Bridgett Devoue
Hearing that they too had only recently Ascended, made Nikolai nod. "I'm new too. A little less then a season for me though." Assuming Ophelia sat down, Nikolai would then turn to one of the more simply-worded poems and begin to read it.
"This one is called 'Invictus'. It's apparently by a man who was named William Ernest Henley". He started, clearing his throat before diving in.
"Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul."
Resilience is born even when we feel like we are dying
-Alex Elle
-Alex Elle
