"It seems like everywhere I go, people around me get hurt. First my home, then Samwell, and even the priest. Where has my life gone? I was once a Tzarian Warrior, the mightiest of my village. I'm nothing anymore, no warrior, not even a woman. I'm just a coward." Liliana continued to ramble on as she came upon a cliff, overlooking a small village below. She watched from above as she observed the people down below. It was a quiet town, but everyone was happy. Children were playing in the tall grass, as the adults were doing field work. The wives were cooking fresh venison inside, Liliana could smell the smoking meat from above. She laid her head down in the soft grass, and began to inhale the mesmerizing aroma. She took a deep breath, and exhaled. And for the first time in awhile, she felt relaxed. He long and flowing red hair swayed with the wind as she rested, it was only then that she began to hear the voice... Their was a tall figure heading toward the village, the same figure from before. Liliana had never seen it before, and she could not look away. Even though she never saw it before, she knew something bad was heading to the village. For the first time in a long while, she unsheathed her sword, and wondered if she could stop it. She stood up, still pondering the idea of heroism. "I could still be a warrior, I don't have to give up, this is my fate. I choose my own path, not anyone else." She spoke to herself. "I don't need Sam to fight my battles for me. I was strong before I met him, and I'm strong now." The cries of the figure began to get louder and louder as it approached the village.
"ANGUISH, MARLENE, LOST, DESPERATION, DESPAIR. " Over and over the shadowy figure repeated the words as it made it's way into the small village. Liliana dropped her sword in agony, something was wrong inside of her. The tall being somehow made a way to make every one around it feel the pain it felt. That pain was too much, and some people couldn't take it. People began to shed tears, as the figure continued through the village. It never looked at anyone in the face, it just hovered through the small town. It wasn't flying, just hovering..... People wanted to help it, but they couldn't because they were stricken with an overwhelming amount of melancholy, they began to end their own lives. These innocent people were going through the same fate as the village before. Suicide was the only relief for these people, and whose to blame? Is it the pain and suffering that passed through their lives, is that enough to make people end their own lives? Does the blood pools that drowned the poor village make them weak, or does it make them human. The Despair finally moved on through the village, this time looking back on what it had done to those people. Does it know what it's doing? Is it sorry for the lives it has taken? It continued on, still searching..... but for what, or who? Liliana had shed so many tears that she had produced a small puddle beneath her feet. She wasn't close enough to get every feeling the being let out. She was barely spared, she could've easily taken her life. She wiped her eyes and continued on, she still didn't know where she was going, she just walked. Looking back on a another horrific event. Was this her only destiny, witnessing death and murder. Is suicide her only way out, and if it is, will she take it?......
"ANGUISH, MARLENE, LOST, DESPERATION, DESPAIR. " Over and over the shadowy figure repeated the words as it made it's way into the small village. Liliana dropped her sword in agony, something was wrong inside of her. The tall being somehow made a way to make every one around it feel the pain it felt. That pain was too much, and some people couldn't take it. People began to shed tears, as the figure continued through the village. It never looked at anyone in the face, it just hovered through the small town. It wasn't flying, just hovering..... People wanted to help it, but they couldn't because they were stricken with an overwhelming amount of melancholy, they began to end their own lives. These innocent people were going through the same fate as the village before. Suicide was the only relief for these people, and whose to blame? Is it the pain and suffering that passed through their lives, is that enough to make people end their own lives? Does the blood pools that drowned the poor village make them weak, or does it make them human. The Despair finally moved on through the village, this time looking back on what it had done to those people. Does it know what it's doing? Is it sorry for the lives it has taken? It continued on, still searching..... but for what, or who? Liliana had shed so many tears that she had produced a small puddle beneath her feet. She wasn't close enough to get every feeling the being let out. She was barely spared, she could've easily taken her life. She wiped her eyes and continued on, she still didn't know where she was going, she just walked. Looking back on a another horrific event. Was this her only destiny, witnessing death and murder. Is suicide her only way out, and if it is, will she take it?......
