[ Marianne breathes a sigh of relief. If the worst should happen, just knowing she wouldn't be forced to live a cursed existence that hurts others fills her with more peace than it should. ]
My parents were the same as me, and they disappeared one day. I fear...
[ Her voice trembles. She's afraid to finish the thought. ]
I don't want to become a monster who will strike at my friends, you included. This is for the best.
[ She says softly, managing a weak smile. Maybe it's unfair of her to ask this of Ethlyn. It feels like she's always troubling her with her woes. She's not been a terribly great friend, has she?
Still, she cherishes the friendship extended to her, something she still feels shy to express, too used to being alone and feeling undeserving of it. But if there was anything good to come out of the recent disaster, it was that she realized there were people who've seen her at her worst and somehow weren't frightened of her, people who believed in her more than she did herself.
Once upon a time, she might have resigned herself to her fate and left it at that, but now she considers Ethyln's words. Don't give up on yourself so easily. Her expression turns pensive. She thinks of the moment the spell over her had been broken, and how she had never once dreamed that was possible with her curse.
The sun shines down from a cloudless sky. The sand is hot underfoot, filling her with warmth. Maybe the nurses' suggestion had been right. ]
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[ Marianne breathes a sigh of relief. If the worst should happen, just knowing she wouldn't be forced to live a cursed existence that hurts others fills her with more peace than it should. ]
My parents were the same as me, and they disappeared one day. I fear...
[ Her voice trembles. She's afraid to finish the thought. ]
I don't want to become a monster who will strike at my friends, you included. This is for the best.
[ She says softly, managing a weak smile. Maybe it's unfair of her to ask this of Ethlyn. It feels like she's always troubling her with her woes. She's not been a terribly great friend, has she?
Still, she cherishes the friendship extended to her, something she still feels shy to express, too used to being alone and feeling undeserving of it. But if there was anything good to come out of the recent disaster, it was that she realized there were people who've seen her at her worst and somehow weren't frightened of her, people who believed in her more than she did herself.
Once upon a time, she might have resigned herself to her fate and left it at that, but now she considers Ethyln's words. Don't give up on yourself so easily. Her expression turns pensive. She thinks of the moment the spell over her had been broken, and how she had never once dreamed that was possible with her curse.
The sun shines down from a cloudless sky. The sand is hot underfoot, filling her with warmth. Maybe the nurses' suggestion had been right. ]
It's funny you should say that...