Hello darkness my old friend

Th last days has been hard for the apprentice, hard in the way of how She has been fighting the depression that has been with her since ever. The winter has become a synonym of death, of emptiness, she has been feeling defeated, about to give up. The was nothing she could do to stop it, even I felt she tried what Fracture told her some time ago, she wasn't able to overtake the sadness that was devouring her heart, devouring her hope and dreams. She wasn't sure what to do, how to take all of these feelings away, and at times, she felt she was alone, she felt this was her battle only, being she the only one who did care. She had thought about asking for help, but who? She didn't want to disturb Fracture or Ignis with her bullshit, she was mindful with respecting other's duties, other's tasks, and wasting their precious time with this , appeared stupid for her.

These flooding of thoughts, forced her to take more and more nocturnal walks like the one she was doing right now. And the Channel has been her favorite place to do so. And tonight, she marched , marched through the frozen field, with her olivaceous eyes locked upon the ground under her paws. Her ears were flattened and her tail down. As she walked, out of a sudden, the image of somkene laughing at her came to her mind. She stopped walking, and she could see an expression of disgust, fear and hate, she could hear them saying her name, saying how pitiful her life's was, how shameful her existence was. She could heard them say how the world would be without her. She could see her father's anger, she felt as he was right here, watching he. It wasn't real, but her broken soul made it look like if it was. She could hear those words, words calling her monster, a freak who shall be killed off. She could hear her mother, her mother asking her to die, to depart from existence and make of this wolf a better place without her.

There where she stood, she felt her legs shaking, her eyes widely open. Where tears started to come down her face, she felt scared, in panic, being prey of her mind's jokes, of her mind's memories. Memories that brought those nightmares back to life, back to haunt her. She couldn't move, she was frozen by her fear, by the fake illusion she was on.


"speak"