(freedom, it can be a lovely thing. she's not above valuing it, even embracing it as a natural part of herself. she would live, she wouldn't allow herself to fall to pieces. what good is that? it does nothing, it solves nothing, even as she struggles with allowing herself to be vulnerable. drop her guard down and simply let others have the chance to see her when she's at ease. whenever she isn't so buried down by these burdens, this everything, she carries on alone without a second thought.
it's amusing in a sense, she would only have two imprints because of this when the month ends. but this isn't something the current cellinia knows, not even realizes. this is a discussion they are having now, a discussion about many things that might never change to some.
but to them, to those who put their everything into it while dreaming, it's only fitting. on the backs of those willing, they carry on. there would be no doubt in that, not even as they resist with everything that they have left. she's always been like this, doing the same and hoping in her heart for an answer to the question she's always carried after that day.
if it's worth it, if it ever was worth it.)
That's how it's always been, right? Those who can break free, they do it with everything they have when the last part of themselves that's held down is no longer tied to what once tore them apart.
Living is something that's never easy, but despite never having those answers, I wouldn't want to stop chasing it. Life itself, freedom, and the joys that it might bring. I don't need anything more than that. The past can't be changed, it will never be changed. What matters more is the present and future, what you're willing to do, even if some might never see the reasons for your choices.
Living and freedom shouldn't be a luxury, anyway. I've found what I wanted most, piece by piece. That's enough for me, while I hope those I cared for never have to find themselves in a situation similar to my own again.
those moments lived, made fleeting, settle into a haze of memories recalled. so, too, does the flesh from before shed into somebody else anew — with their lessons learned and retained, traversing further towards the sunlight of a promised tomorrow.
texas' words resonates, like little reminders often received even back in amphoreus — given to him because phainon's believed in for reasons he may always fail to fathom on his own. he smiles, and only has one thing to say: ]
They likely won't because they have you to guide them whenever they go astray, won't they?
[ in a more idealistic world, it'll work out that way. but reality is less kind; phainon's aware of that, still. effort is better than nothing though. ]
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Date: 2025-09-05 07:39 pm (UTC)it's amusing in a sense, she would only have two imprints because of this when the month ends. but this isn't something the current cellinia knows, not even realizes. this is a discussion they are having now, a discussion about many things that might never change to some.
but to them, to those who put their everything into it while dreaming, it's only fitting. on the backs of those willing, they carry on. there would be no doubt in that, not even as they resist with everything that they have left. she's always been like this, doing the same and hoping in her heart for an answer to the question she's always carried after that day.
if it's worth it, if it ever was worth it.)
That's how it's always been, right? Those who can break free, they do it with everything they have when the last part of themselves that's held down is no longer tied to what once tore them apart.
Living is something that's never easy, but despite never having those answers, I wouldn't want to stop chasing it. Life itself, freedom, and the joys that it might bring. I don't need anything more than that. The past can't be changed, it will never be changed. What matters more is the present and future, what you're willing to do, even if some might never see the reasons for your choices.
Living and freedom shouldn't be a luxury, anyway. I've found what I wanted most, piece by piece. That's enough for me, while I hope those I cared for never have to find themselves in a situation similar to my own again.
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Date: 2025-09-11 01:40 am (UTC)those moments lived, made fleeting, settle into a haze of memories recalled. so, too, does the flesh from before shed into somebody else anew — with their lessons learned and retained, traversing further towards the sunlight of a promised tomorrow.
texas' words resonates, like little reminders often received even back in amphoreus — given to him because phainon's believed in for reasons he may always fail to fathom on his own. he smiles, and only has one thing to say: ]
They likely won't because they have you to guide them whenever they go astray, won't they?
[ in a more idealistic world, it'll work out that way. but reality is less kind; phainon's aware of that, still. effort is better than nothing though. ]