primrosella | Quest 147

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--Sam dying
--Friends tortured
--The prison exploding
--Losing my heart
--October monsters
--Lolotte
--Wars upon wars
--Friends leaving
--Boxes and choices
--Sam in that trap
--Hospitals
--Caught between Sam and Cain
--The barrier tearing
--Lies of home
--Friends leaving
--Rain of blood
--Graves

If I write about it, it'll go away. If I write about it, it'll go away. If I write about it, it'll dull and fade and I won't have to think about any of it anymore, it can just go away, it'll get better--it always gets better--please, please, let it get better...

It was a trick and I knew it was a trick and I was right to think it was a trick.

~~Will they all come back?~~

There are good things. There are good things. Mother and Daddy and Alexander came to visit. My friends are here. Christmas is coming. Time goes on. It will get better, it has to.

I was miserable after the hair monster, all those months ago. And I got better, didn't I? It got better. It'll be all right. I've faced worse. The dragon was worse. Lolotte was worse. ~~Lolotte came back--~~ The City plays tricks, but I've faced worse.

~~How could you?~~

I can manage it. Somehow, I'll manage...

~~I don't want to be caught in the middle anymore--~~

Once upon a time there lived a princess and she came to a very strange land called the City and while she was there she faced horrors and trials like none she had ever seen in her homeland, but she made plenty of friends and learned plenty of things and she grew stronger for it, better for it, and one day she learned how to live happily ever after, even if it's all right to just live happily, too. She'll live happily. I can be happy. Somehow, I'll manage to be happy.

~~Please--~~

Daddy...

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It's quiet out today, isn't it?

The barrier is patched. That strange man is gone. The animals are back, and they say that soon they'll let the people out, too, if they haven't already. Has anyone come back, or did they finally make it home, after all? I wonder.

Is it over? Can it finally, finally be over?

Sam, if you need me to do anything for you today, just yell for me. Or call on my device. I'll wake up, I promise.

~~Please just let it all be over.~~

[OOC: Hello, rock bottom. Fancy meeting you again! Fortunately, the only way to go from here is up, right? Also, this is kind of placeholdery; I have to step out soon, but I'll get back to all tags as soon as I can.]

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I really ought to stay close to home, though, in case Sam needs me for anything...

...why are you catering to him?

It's not catering...I'm just looking after him. He's still hurt.

Well, all right.

What else is there to do, anyway?

Everything, anything else.

I've been reading the fairy tales you gave me. That's something, I suppose.

I don't like you being alone.

...Because you're worried?

Because I love you.

I just--

I just don't know what I'll do if anything gets worse again. Every time I think it can't possibly get more, it goes and does and--I just can't.

If it gets worse, let me protect you.

What if it's something that can't be defended against?

I'll find a way.

...It's going to get better, isn't it, Blue? Christmas is coming. That means it has to get better, doesn't it?

I'm sure it will, Rosella.

We were going to have all our friends over for Christmas. So we could all be together that day, and be happy and have fun.

You still can, you know. Christmas is still a ways away.

I know. But I don't want to cause any trouble by it, either.

I don't think you will.

It'd be Sam's decision in the end, anyway. It's his Warehouse.

Well...technically it belongs to the City.

But you can always have it in the Blue Light.

I know, but...well. It'd be his decision for another reason, anyway.

And I'll be certain to keep that in mind, thank you. The important part is having everyone together, isn't it? And not where it's at.

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