Also the mood thing is inaccurate, I actually feel quite happy right now. However I can't change it for some reason...


Changling"I'm living with a Changling," I admitted one day. "My mother got killed back in October and a Changling took her place."Changling
She loved us, you know. My mother, I mean- not this Changling that stole her place.
I still have to call her "mom," of course. But her real name is "Jane."
She has the scars where they cut me from her womb. Scars on her arm and in her ear from childhood surgeries.
A perfect duplicate, most would say.
But she doesn't love us anymore. I hear her say otherwise every night, when she comes into my room and places her hands on my shoulders- holds me as my mot


Courtly LoveI am Guinevere, I am Iseult. I am the woman you worship without ever truly knowing, the victim of your misguided obsession. I am the courtly maiden forced upon your pedestal, angry that you idolize me as you do, and hating myself for it- for although you are a good man, I will never love you.Courtly Love
He is my Lancelot, my Tristan. He is the man who wishes to know me, the knight who is my equal- not a posturing, well-meaning whelp. He is the man who trusts my strength; never treating me as the fragile doll you take me for. And he is your best friend, so he will not touch me- and for that, I cannot forgive you.
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I prefer fictional characters.
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I prefer fictional characters.
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