I'm here to make the understatements

He was there, always there. She stormed out into the courtyard and his long strides easily caught up with her own and she slowed to a stop with him beside her as he spoke of how he could only see her as strong for holding her family, finding a way around her fear, willing to do anything for those she loves. Strong. She stood there beside him for a moment, almost wishing she could still be angry. Anger felt better than never ending pain and sadness. She could lash out with anger, sorrow only broke her. But she knew that letting herself be angry and frustrated wouldn't do anyone any good. It only pushed the pain deeper, made her hurt more.

She sighed, glancing toward the ground. "I'm... trying, at least," she admitted, not entirely confident that she was doing any of the things that he listed very well. But she was trying. "I've got to try, for my children, if nothing else." Her sweet, sweet children. They had already been at the center of her life before all of this, but they quickly became her only reason for living in her darkest moments. Her loving Artorias coming to find her when she broke down after confessing what had happened between herself and Sirius to Resin, her big hearted Rudyard scouring everywhere he could manage to go for a cure for his mother, her talented, dedicated Gwynevere nearly working herself to the bone to treat her after the attack. Her children.

She paused and managed to bring her gaze up to his, a frown pulling at her lips. "Artorias saw me break down. I tried to hide it, but he caught me going up to the tower. I... I can't let that happen again. He is such a good son, helped lift my spirits and forced me to think about things..." About us. "But I can't do that to him again. It's like I can be strong for a few moments and then something happens or I slip and I'm right back where I was."





"Tamsyn" | "Blue"