[ It's scenic for an area that's about to be death match, but they're both always at contrast and and at odds despite their surroundings, aren't they? Always some kind of danger to their loved ones, by their choices or their actions. Their reasons to fight, their reasons to live, their reasons for dying.
Much like how you wished for a better life for me, I'd hoped for one for you. That there could be a way for you to live that isn't you killing whoever ends up against you, as I know you'll try tomorrow. ]
Miracles were never something I could have. I will make people grieve you, or you will make yourself grieve. [ ... ] I am glad I met you.
[ They are one person for whom she means this genuinely. She told someone else this last night. She could not promise she will still be here, but she could say she is glad. For someone who has felt very little real contentment in her 19 years of life, for how much the Prism was so much of an extension of her life at home, at least... she could meet people, circles, that weren't like the squares and triangles of her family.
It does not stop her from turning the gun at herself once their idyllic surroundings have formed. She shoots twice and then holds out a hand for the butterflies to swarm around her. ]
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Much like how you wished for a better life for me, I'd hoped for one for you. That there could be a way for you to live that isn't you killing whoever ends up against you, as I know you'll try tomorrow. ]
Miracles were never something I could have. I will make people grieve you, or you will make yourself grieve. [ ... ] I am glad I met you.
[ They are one person for whom she means this genuinely. She told someone else this last night. She could not promise she will still be here, but she could say she is glad. For someone who has felt very little real contentment in her 19 years of life, for how much the Prism was so much of an extension of her life at home, at least... she could meet people, circles, that weren't like the squares and triangles of her family.
It does not stop her from turning the gun at herself once their idyllic surroundings have formed. She shoots twice and then holds out a hand for the butterflies to swarm around her. ]