Eolewyn1010

Who are you to tell me what to do? Who are you to interfere? Who are you to think you know better, to think you can save me, to think I'd ever change my ways? You say repent - I won't. You say God cares - I don't. You say it's a warning - I'm warning you. You have a big mouth - I'll silence it. See what your God does now. Who are you to think you can stop God by silencing voices you do not like? Who are you to think you know better than the One who made you for better things than this? Who are you to think your choices right, blind to the fact that they're destroying you, defacing what God meant you to be? Who are you to turn your back and

Ari knocked at the door of Thanael's office. No answer, so she knocked again. "Hello? Minister? It's Ardaigh!" After another moment passing by in silence, she opened the door. No Thanael. He had asked her to a meeting so they could talk – Thanael worried about her current ambitions concerning Rosellia. He had murmured something about the war threatening, about trading routes... well, treasurer thing. And now, where was he? Ardaigh sighed and stepped into the office. Certainly, he would be here in a few minutes. She tapped on the floor with her foot, hummed a bit and looked around. Depressing room, papers everywhere, dark curtains... a f

The Petal Princess sat propped up in her bed, a thick, warm blanket drawn across her.  Hey eyes skimmed the pages of one of the books Raina had brought her that morning.  She hated being confined to her room, but she knew she was still far too weak to wander.  She had managed to brush the tangles from her hair, with a bit of help from Raina.  She relished the feeling of her fresh nightgown, trying not to think of the dress that she had had to throw out. Ari looked up from her book as there was a knock on the door. "Come in," she said, putting the book aside. She smiled as the door opened and Iris entered. Iris opened the door and as soon as