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There was some part of Hotaru that ignorantly hoped that Juliet would be satisfied with her answers. Hotaru immediately regretted ever answering any of this woman's questions. She wished that she had gone inside the minute Juliet approached her. Juliet's questions were ripping right into the heart of Hotaru's situation and it was a subject the blind woman wanted to avoid at all costs.
This time, Hotaru did not hide her displeasure at receiving the question. Her ear's fattened against her skull, she turned her head away, and the fur on her tail bristled. No, it was not fun to have your eyesight taken away. It was an almost unbearable loss, she would never see the sky or the flowers, her carvings or her children. That was, assuming she ever had children, a possibility Hotaru had already thrown away. The grey wolf often had dreams of being able to see again, of a world full of vibrant color and light. Her elation was as great as her disappointment when her dreams proved false.
"No I wasn't born blind." Hotaru's words were filled with biting resentment. Both for Juliet who was bringing up such painful memories and for the ones who put her here: be them her brother, Cain, or some higher power. Hotaru's teeth were bared slightly as images flashed through her mind. The memories fighting their way to her waking conscious and plaguing her mind. After her outburst, the grey wolf sat quietly while the past worked it's way through her mind and eventually drifted away.
Fawkes woke with a start when Hotaru's curt voice cut through the winter air. There was as much ice in her voice as there was on the ground. His large brown eyes stared up at the grey wolf, and then looked knowingly at Juliet. She must have said something to set his master off and he could guess what the question was about. Fawkes shifted uncomfortably, and he settled back to try and get some sleep.
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Hotaru
Sometimes the light that guides us along our paths, is not something that we can see, but something deep inside of us.
There was some part of Hotaru that ignorantly hoped that Juliet would be satisfied with her answers. Hotaru immediately regretted ever answering any of this woman's questions. She wished that she had gone inside the minute Juliet approached her. Juliet's questions were ripping right into the heart of Hotaru's situation and it was a subject the blind woman wanted to avoid at all costs.
This time, Hotaru did not hide her displeasure at receiving the question. Her ear's fattened against her skull, she turned her head away, and the fur on her tail bristled. No, it was not fun to have your eyesight taken away. It was an almost unbearable loss, she would never see the sky or the flowers, her carvings or her children. That was, assuming she ever had children, a possibility Hotaru had already thrown away. The grey wolf often had dreams of being able to see again, of a world full of vibrant color and light. Her elation was as great as her disappointment when her dreams proved false.
"No I wasn't born blind." Hotaru's words were filled with biting resentment. Both for Juliet who was bringing up such painful memories and for the ones who put her here: be them her brother, Cain, or some higher power. Hotaru's teeth were bared slightly as images flashed through her mind. The memories fighting their way to her waking conscious and plaguing her mind. After her outburst, the grey wolf sat quietly while the past worked it's way through her mind and eventually drifted away.
Fawkes woke with a start when Hotaru's curt voice cut through the winter air. There was as much ice in her voice as there was on the ground. His large brown eyes stared up at the grey wolf, and then looked knowingly at Juliet. She must have said something to set his master off and he could guess what the question was about. Fawkes shifted uncomfortably, and he settled back to try and get some sleep.
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