08-31-2008, 09:19 PM
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Rachias had long since decided that her mother wasn't worth worrying herself over. She had told herself, ever since the day that Gabriel had gathered them all to tell them she was gone, that her mother had never cared enough about them to stick around or even give them a chance to say goodbye, that she shouldn't care enough about her to wonder or miss her. As time passed though, Rachias found that it was almost impossible not to wonder. Where had her mother gone? Why had she gone? Why hadn't she just told her children herself that she was leaving and not coming back? Why had she taken Eris away and not taken any of the rest of them? There were to many questions that she could ask, to many possibilities and scenarios that she often thought about over and over in her head. She doubted there would ever be answers. Corona's words only led her to believe that even more, that she might never get a chance at those answers, none of them would. Some of what Corona said made her think a bit more. Had she gone away to die, wasn't it because she didn't want her family to find her in some horrible state? To save them all the pain of watching her wither away and be able to do nothing? There were to many things that came to mind if that were the case, like why she wouldn't have wanted to spend the last few days or weeks with her family, but it all seemed to come back down to good intentions. Rachias wasn't really sure what to think. "I never really knew how old she was." The younger girl commented as they walked, turning blue eyes away to gaze around them, making certain she was heading in the correct direction. She didn't actually remember much at all about her mother, other than the missing eye and the fact that it was her that her father had always come around to see. |