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ara_byun1yrCommentedCh 6 05- ara_byun1yrCommented
LOL
"Them. Francesca and Adelaide. They've been like this since they were children. Awful! Makes you wonder how Duke Evandor is related to Adelaide!" - ara_byun1yrCommented
sooooo smooth
The white-haired boy gave a nod, "Although it was beautiful, I couldn't help but miss you, Lumielle." - ara_byun1yrCommented
i do have to say i like carl’s character here. i think he also is dealing with a lot. the fact that she’s basically his “enemy” and yet she’s acting strange must be difficult for him as well…. hes often stern but not rude. like very sorta strong handed but never violent
To my surprise, Carlisle fell to the ground as well, "Irene," He spoke, words sturdy, "Stop." - ara_byun1yrCommented
i do think that she is right. everyone left her alone and then when she came back as “evil” they saw her as the villain when they were the ones that made her that way. no one wants to take responsibility for making a monster…..
Lumielle wondered how inevitable it was for her to walk down a thorny path. With the death of the Empress, her mother, Lumielle and Aris had become nonexistent entities. Abused and ignored, they were children that had become neglected by adults. Lumielle wanted love; she wanted to be loved. She wanted to be cherished so badly that she had bled for it and now she knew how frivolous an idea that love was. What else did the world expect of her? - ara_byun1yrCommented
oh? i wonder what irene’s life was like before she was taken by the aphelion familt
"I used to live here," I echoed, thoughtlessly. I blinked before quickly regaining my composure, "Oh! Is that a river!" My diversion seemed to work as I picked up the pace leaving no room for questions. Indeed, there was a small clearing with a river. The sunlight sparkled through the trees and I couldn't help but be in awe of nature. How beautiful it looked. - ara_byun1yrCommented"My lady!" A hand clamped down my shoulder and I involuntarily flinched. For a second, panic grasped at my body. Was I caught? Would I be beaten? What punishment would they give me? The feeling of Richter's hand digging deeper and deeper into my skin. I bit my lip harshly before turning around to see a pair of bright green eyes.
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:(
The flowers were beautiful in their natural habitat. Plucked roses, lilies, carnations, and all sorts of florets were given to me. All dying and wilting by the time the next day came. That was what I was. A plucked flower in a garden. My fingers tenderly touched the petals, soft and full of life. I was enjoying this too much. - ara_byun1yrCommented
i always think of the blue sky as a symbol of hope i hope irene will also keep being positive and someone will help her from richter !!!
Silently opening the door, I was allowed access outside without much hassle. None of the staff cared about where I went. It was nice to be allowed this freedom. The sunshine felt warm against my face. It had been a while since I had been outside. Chained and shackled in the bottom of the basement, I cringed at the thought of the sunlight seeping through the barred window. The expanse of the endless blue sky was mocking. - ara_byun1yrCommented
she struggles in being her own person
My whole life had revolved around Richter. I stood by his side at his beck and call: sitting on his lap, listening in on meetings, waiting for him to return. I had realized without him I didn't have an identity. That was quite horrid. I had forgotten that I had individuality. At least this time gave me a chance to think about my plan. - ara_byun1yrCommentedCh 3 Bath
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see! it is for autonomy
These wounds were mine. I could let them stay for as long as I wanted until I got my fill. This was an ounce of control. I finally felt as though I was the one winning. It sounded desperate and I knew it, although, I didn't particularly care. No one had cared for me. - ara_byun1yrCommented
it’s as if she’s trying to find a reason
As always, it was the same color as my eyes. Red ribbons slipped down my arms, splattering into the bathtub. The smell of blood was metallic and thick, choking me. The pain of the blade was dull as I dug in deeper, desperate to see if I could find something there. - ara_byun1yrCommented
i wonder if this is like a thing irene is doing for autonomy. to feel as though she has ownership of herself
I didn't even wince anymore as the slight blissful feeling of skin touching a sharp edge made me grit my teeth in anticipation. This was the first time I was doing this here. - ara_byun1yrCommented
thats such a great point irene makes. the fact that she feels as though her trauma is invalid because she doesn’t have anything physical to show for it really resonates. she sees herself as lesser and wonders without physical evidence if anyone would believe her :(
I swallowed. My skin was unmarred. I had no battle wounds. I had nothing to show for it. A chill ran down my spine. I remembered their judgemental eyes, their scornful gazes, their disbelief as they scoffed away my truth. - ara_byun1yrCommented
poor ruby :((
"I'm sorry. I-I didn't know. I really didn't know it would be like this..." - ara_byun1yrCommented
i dont think hes looking at u with disgust. i think he honestly is trying to figure out why you’re acting this way. i don’t think he’s stupid
He was looking at me with those eyes. Was he disgusted by what he was seeing? After all, I knew that I was probably seen as a seductress sent here to bring about his ruin. - ara_byun1yrCommented
shes so traumatized….i like the way that you depict trauma author. it feels a lot more real than others
Instinctively, I bowed my head. Clutching my dress. Had I done something wrong? Was he upset at me already? Should I have just walked away? Thoughts filled my head as I heard footsteps. I swallowed, wondering if he would strike me down. I wondered how he chose to punish those that upset him. Would he use a whip or his own hands? Would he prefer a knife or did he want it to be clean? Would he do it himself or order som— "You smell like blood." - ara_byun1yrCommented
sorry but carlisle is HOT
My husband was attractive. Carlisle Evander was undeniably handsome. His hair had been pulled back. They were as dark as the night, matching his eyes. Which narrowed upon seeing me, his expression was stoic, rather cold. His height seemed to make me feel menial, despite the monstrous heels I had on. His frame was also huge. It seemed that he trained with the knights. He was dressed in far more casual clothing than I had expected. A black shirt that exposed his chest and dark marks, runes, that curled across his skin along with the latticework of scar tissue.