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The ignorant seer. - B0b_J3ffers0n - 04-27-2023 I haven't always been the smartest child. Ignorance is always something that has coated me like the snow within Vdalion. Perhaps that is why I chose to become a fortune teller. To help shed that ignorance. Fate, however, does not listen to the whims of a child. Fate, does not care if shedding said ignorance leads to despair. There are nights where I see her body. Laying there in the snow. White hair caked in red. Fire building beneath her body. There are days where I stare at her card. Wondering. Wishing for something that cannot be. There are dreams I have that I hear her voice. Mocking me. Laughing at my ignorance. ... Begging for a second option. I miss her. Why couldn't I just stay ignorant? Why can't I move on? Did I really read the correct fate? Am I really correct? Am I just a fraud? I don't know anymore. ... Maybe I don't want to... RE: The ignorant seer. - B0b_J3ffers0n - 05-11-2023 "It never gets easier."           "... They will live on through your memories."                   "They're watching over you."                            "Never forget them."                   "Never forget."          "Never forget." "Never forget." I often stare at the sky. Wondering what I did to deserve all this. To watch family members disappear. To have sweet memories soured by fresh ones. To be knocked off of a path I so avidly believed in. "I had to do it." "Just as you had with your aunt." Perhaps I deserve this. Perhaps my fate is to suffer. To feel misery like my Mother. Perhaps the Oracle was right. Perhaps I am nothing more than a reflection of her sins. A reflection of my family's sins. She's still laughing at me. She's still pleading. She calls me obsessed. Perhaps I am. It's ironic. I have become a Queen. A ruler. A monarch. And yet, still, fate takes what I hold most. You can't change it. You can't change it. You can't change it. You can't change it. I wish I could be ignorant once again. RE: The ignorant seer. - B0b_J3ffers0n - 05-25-2023 I feel sick. Those are the thoughts that echo through my mind. "How can you be so happy...?" The feeling of blood hasn't left my mouth. I can taste it. It's coppery stench stains everything I eat. It all tastes the same to me now. Bread. Copper. Dirt. "Like the lonely lumberjack, I shall CUT you DOWN." I want to clean my hands. I try to. Yet, nothing seems to come off. They are dirty. They are stained. I am stained. "A tarot reading, just like the one you did with Rhea..." I feel so tired. I want to sleep. Yet, every time I close my eyes. Every breathe I draw. I see them. I hear them. I feel them. Squirming. Begging to come out. I ate her. I ate them. They tasted vile. I taste vile. I want to cut them out. I want to tear them out. I want to be free. Let me go. Let me... Go. ... I understand how you feel now. ... How both of you felt. I suppose we're far beyond the point of ignorance.