bladeofnymeia: (breathe in)
Firoza Istus ([personal profile] bladeofnymeia) wrote in [community profile] bottlecaplogs 2025-07-09 05:32 pm (UTC)

[She listens, not missing the parallels that her own life offers. Even if the terms are strange, she can understand seeking out stronger and stronger opponents. Part of her...really does relish the challenge.

But it is something that has long been tempered by an unwavering, ever growing, and uncompromising love. Oh, if she were to let herself let go even one more time...the hell she would have to pay.

It wouldn't be worth it. Nothing is worth seeing everyone in tears over her again.]


That is...one way to look at it. We always seek to improve ourselves. [Do more. See more. Go further. In that respect she is insatiable.] But even here, I've always liked...mm. A friend once called it "the calm after the storm".

[Somewhere in her there's the spirit of the most basic white man possible with her same hair and eye color grinning like a doof.]

When the danger has passed, and problems have been settled. When you see that happy relief on someone's face...when you've made yourself a new friend through your efforts. Even if it was just as simple as offering them a shoulder to help carry their burdens. If my last act were one of kindness, without the need to shed blood, I would be satisfied.

[Dying in or after a battle wouldn't bring her what she wants. Too much would be left undone and unsaid.]

I have seen what a constant and neverending need to...burn our one candle of life can do. It is truly...unless given a path and purpose, it does nothing. It quells nothing, because it cannot be quelled even beyond death.

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