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❝It can be really frightening I suppose.❞
WHERE WAS LIGHT, THERE WAS DARKNESS. But if one side triumphed, if one shadowed the other, all that negativity would continue to evolve and take deeper roots. That had been her case; sorrow, anger, bitterness, helplessness have all been emotions which devoured her heart, which made her resort to unsealing that abyssmal darkness which swallowed everything in its path. ❝You could say that the most terrifying thing was the emptiness which followed after. Once my anger quelled, once I could see clearer.. nothing which I had held any meaning. ❞ Pointless destruction. That pain was not solely inflicted on those who deserved, but innocence people had been affected; they suffered losses, their hearts cried out in pain. Death had never been beautiful for them, nor liberating. It stole what they held more precious. Allowing a heavy sigh of relief go past her lips, she raised her heard towards the sky. That clear blue was peaceful, serene and it calmed her soul. Her sins were hers to bear, nonetheless that experience still remained. The tough lesson Yuna received would forever be imprinted in her mind; its goods and bad had marked her. She was another person now. ❝The more you welcome darkness in your life, the more you seek it, the more it will consume you. You can say that was a lesson. As for what happened next.. well, those years were another form of darkness I confronted. ❞
It was surprising to hear those words from the other – but? Perhaps more so then anything, it was surprising to hear someone say something to eerily familiar to her own thoughts. She remembered everything she’d done while working for the IGA LEAGUE OF FIVE, she remembered betraying the team that welcomed her back nowadays… ( some more warily then others, but? that was fair. )
The NUMBNESS that follows when you get what you thought you wanted – was one of the most terrifying things in the world. It was like being adrift. Without a goal, without an anchor . . . for Anastasia, what followed numbness was p a i n. She was welcomed back, but? As a traitor. And the kindness granted her, with or without wanting it? Locked her down like shackles. That was why she was the “BRAVE of ICE” once again. And? After all this time, she was still a TRAITOR in some of their minds. And others have warmed up to her presence once more…
“… though I can understand how you felt to an extent, and I’m glad that it’s been a learning experience for you, I’m sorry that you felt that way to begin with.” Nothing was worse than feeling “EMPTY” – abandoned. In her life she’d felt that way several times. And somehow, people always reached out to her.
Even after she’d made mistakes. “Do you want to elaborate? You must want to talk… at least to an extent, to offer these words so willingly. I’m more than happy to hear you out, if you want to talk. Though I certainly don’t know if I can offer you any worthwhile advice.” Anastasia was similar – having a FROZEN HEART years before, due to her own person grudges and anger. And holding onto a HOPE she knew should have died. She’d tortured herself these ways, she knew the person who’d made the mistake was her. And? It’d consumed her for some time. However, she already had a history of being that “ODD WOMAN” according to Yuna… so at the very least, perhaps, she could hear her out.