Marian does not unveiling scars, and while these might not be deepest, they still counted. Weakness was not a thing willingly displayed, even as she looked in at it.
"Three years since those days." There is a careful sadness in those words. But an ambivalent one.
There are things she did now, things even those who loved her best would balk at.
"I am unfit for the role of a Lady as they would have it." Lineave sped up slightly due her suddenly movement of annoyance upward. "I am uncontent to sit idle, to watch people hurt, to simply sew and play, dance and sing, to run races and pretend that nothing is changed, as though seeking a husband might be the biggest dream a girl ought have."
Too much, indeed, had changed. In her and in the land.
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Date: 2007-04-26 02:42 am (UTC)"Three years since those days." There is a careful sadness in those words. But an ambivalent one.
There are things she did now, things even those who loved her best would balk at.
"I am unfit for the role of a Lady as they would have it." Lineave sped up slightly due her suddenly movement of annoyance upward. "I am uncontent to sit idle, to watch people hurt, to simply sew and play, dance and sing, to run races and pretend that nothing is changed, as though seeking a husband might be the biggest dream a girl ought have."
Too much, indeed, had changed. In her and in the land.