"Some, yes, or a few," Mel'arnach said, "Being completely alone... is no way to live. I had to learn that myself."
That was all she would divulge, at least for the moment. Mel'arnach manages a shrug that came off lackadaisical but was more of a deflection. Pretending to be a madwoman only brought her only the illusion of protection, proven all the more ineffective when she learned that those she loved would have marched her to her demise. So much time spent tilting at windmills, lunging at ghosts and shadows, when she should have been watching the one who slumbered beside her.
Mel'arnach cracks a slight smile. "For what it is worth, Eden Rin, this is a new world and a new start for us both. Whoever, or whatever you were before today doesn't matter," she remarks. Reborn in fire or reborn in a puddle of ink - it doesn't make a difference, as long as she has discarded the mistakes and bad choices and horrible judgments that she has made over so many useless centuries of her life.
"You can know whoever you want," her voice flutters low, a wistful murmur, as if she too is newly stumbling upon this realization, "You can even be whoever you want."
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That was all she would divulge, at least for the moment. Mel'arnach manages a shrug that came off lackadaisical but was more of a deflection. Pretending to be a madwoman only brought her only the illusion of protection, proven all the more ineffective when she learned that those she loved would have marched her to her demise. So much time spent tilting at windmills, lunging at ghosts and shadows, when she should have been watching the one who slumbered beside her.
Mel'arnach cracks a slight smile. "For what it is worth, Eden Rin, this is a new world and a new start for us both. Whoever, or whatever you were before today doesn't matter," she remarks. Reborn in fire or reborn in a puddle of ink - it doesn't make a difference, as long as she has discarded the mistakes and bad choices and horrible judgments that she has made over so many useless centuries of her life.
"You can know whoever you want," her voice flutters low, a wistful murmur, as if she too is newly stumbling upon this realization, "You can even be whoever you want."