sage
she/her
twenty-eight
march 14th
pewter city, kanto
demisexual
retired soldier
ex lieutenant
the whispers in the trees are getting near
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sagira mosse
Windburn (Sauna)
POSTED ON Dec 12, 2021 23:13:00 GMT
it was not that she had predicted him to violent, or a bad father. sure, he had always had… something about him. an air of combustibility, maybe, but what had caused sagira to leave in silence had actually been her faith in KING WAYLAND —to protect their region. to stay in the war, and fight. she had refused to pull another good, much-needed soldier from their ranks, even for their child. she regretted it, but what good could that do now? lonely. she shrugged and offered a soft, nearly flat smile. ”thanks.”
his next words were met with a light snort and a shake of her head. ”yeah, well…” her eyes still lingered on the ground in consideration. there were times, more recently, she’d begun to feel like she should have never left him. should have never joined the military, even, as her negligence had ultimately costed so many lives. what might have been, had she opted to settle into the life she’d been given in cinnabar; to cook, and accept the love in front of her? well, it might’ve burned down anyways… but… why had she been so ready to chase matias into war? now, she couldn’t leave war. she couldn’t ever fully settle into the role of mother. she asked herself questions that she could never dare utter out loud. but none of it mattered now. her smile, if one could call it that, persisted benignly. ”i’m glad you found someone.”
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