The ignorant seer.

[B0b_J3ffers0n]

"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.