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If I could change, and keep the rain away
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posting from work, forgive the grammer and poor quality that might be found :3
Was she too scared? The question it self was humorous. Of course she was too fearful, but then where had courage gotten her? The scars she wore were testament to that stupidity. Once strong enough to stay alone in the city at night, and then not heeding to her nervousness and fleeing the moment she began to feel the panic. Maybe sailing across the sea would be different, maybe wrestling a shark wasn’t like feeling the hands of the dark male holding her down? If she could control the fear, and control the things that brought it forth in her mind she might be able to master it at last. And then she would fear nothing.
“No one found happiness in some hole.” She smiled at him, a meek and closed moth grin.
She thought of her brother when he said those words. She had never loved him any less, though he looked so much like their father. Mati would never dream to hate him because of it, or to treat him any different. It almost angered her to think that they would treat Jael differently because of it.
“That’s foolish.” She retorted, a bit of bitterness on her tongue.
“For them to judge you like that”, if Mati had her own blood that she would never get anywhere near Haven. Mati would not judge him as they did, or believe that they might be right in their discrimination. What had that beast done to make them hate? It didn’t matter, it just wasn’t right.
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