As of today, Lilura is in full swing after her adventures with the pirates. She had set sail with an all male crew. After about a year with the pirates she developed a high fever, ill from a virus she had gotten at their last stop.
While she was sweating out her fever one of the crew discovered her. He promised to keep her secret, but the next one in the room was no so forgiving. He told the captain. She was beaten and tortured until she shifted to her pheonix form and burned the ship down. She saved only the one who had kept her secret.
The island that they came to was populated with feral humans. She herself took to a child whose mother had been killed. She took the toddler in, but couldn't teach her a known language. She still loves Liberty Dawn like a mother.
She thinks of Liberty as the sister that she cannot give her son.
She returned home nearly three years after she first departed.
The nub and the jist of it.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Confession
The little lies are the ones that hurt. It’s not the big ones. It’s the omissions that make your world die inside. I cannot believe that you said okay. You said it was okay, and now I’m broken.
You broke me. I can’t take the emotional abuse that you could. I should have never hurt you like I did, but the damage is done. I broke you, and now you’ve broken me and it’s too much to hope that we can be together anymore, in any sense of the word.
I’m sorry that I fell in love with you, not because I didn’t want to be in love, but because I know now that I just hurt myself in the end. I cannot be in love with you anymore, and I want to be, because of how comfortable it was before.
I’m sorry that I can’t do this. I’m sorry that I’m omitting this from you, that I’m telling you this little lie.
This little lie that will hurt so much if you ever guess the truth: I don’t love you anymore, but I will try for you. I will try for the sake of your heart.
You broke me. I can’t take the emotional abuse that you could. I should have never hurt you like I did, but the damage is done. I broke you, and now you’ve broken me and it’s too much to hope that we can be together anymore, in any sense of the word.
I’m sorry that I fell in love with you, not because I didn’t want to be in love, but because I know now that I just hurt myself in the end. I cannot be in love with you anymore, and I want to be, because of how comfortable it was before.
I’m sorry that I can’t do this. I’m sorry that I’m omitting this from you, that I’m telling you this little lie.
This little lie that will hurt so much if you ever guess the truth: I don’t love you anymore, but I will try for you. I will try for the sake of your heart.
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