He missed her. He's not sure if he missed her more the first time they were parted with it lasting years, or if this recent bout was so much worse with how close they'd become again after so much wrong. He loves her, and he can see that inexplicably, she loves him in return. It breaks his heart.
He tried. He really tried for her, for the both of them. He tried to give them justice, then tried to give them a future, then simply tried for safety. Time and time again he failed. All those little accusations by the Pyropes that he was the center of destruction; it was all true.
With a bloody hand, he touches the wall. MY MAGE, he writes, and he's sure it will explain to her his purpose. REVELATION HAS STRUCK. UNDERSTANDING NOW HAS COME TO ME.
He has to turn his back for a moment. He has a lot to say. WE SHALL NEVER HAVE A HAVEN. SAFE, WE NEVER HAVE BEEN AND WE WILL NEVER WILL BE. THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY WE MAY BE RE MOTHER FUCKIN BORN. THERE IS ONLY SINGULAR MEANS OF OUR SALVATION.
He has to be turned for all that because he can't let her see the way tears spill, even if she can see his shoulders quake. He tried so hard for the Capitol. He tried to make them happy, to then have them extend mercy to Meulin and Mituna, his loves, his family. He tried for peace. He fixed and fixed and did so much but no matter how much he did so, he couldn't reach through to the pure and utter rot within him. He can't cure this. He can't save them. The rebellion will destroy all. The Capitol can only be served in the way it has always asked its heroes to do for the greater good...
With the last words written, he turns around. She is allowed in on the greatest secret of all; their purpose. His shaking hand lowers down.
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He tried. He really tried for her, for the both of them. He tried to give them justice, then tried to give them a future, then simply tried for safety. Time and time again he failed. All those little accusations by the Pyropes that he was the center of destruction; it was all true.
With a bloody hand, he touches the wall. MY MAGE, he writes, and he's sure it will explain to her his purpose. REVELATION HAS STRUCK. UNDERSTANDING NOW HAS COME TO ME.
He has to turn his back for a moment. He has a lot to say. WE SHALL NEVER HAVE A HAVEN. SAFE, WE NEVER HAVE BEEN AND WE WILL NEVER WILL BE. THERE IS ONLY ONE WAY WE MAY BE RE MOTHER FUCKIN BORN. THERE IS ONLY SINGULAR MEANS OF OUR SALVATION.
He has to be turned for all that because he can't let her see the way tears spill, even if she can see his shoulders quake. He tried so hard for the Capitol. He tried to make them happy, to then have them extend mercy to Meulin and Mituna, his loves, his family. He tried for peace. He fixed and fixed and did so much but no matter how much he did so, he couldn't reach through to the pure and utter rot within him. He can't cure this. He can't save them. The rebellion will destroy all. The Capitol can only be served in the way it has always asked its heroes to do for the greater good...
With the last words written, he turns around. She is allowed in on the greatest secret of all; their purpose. His shaking hand lowers down.
LET US DIE TOGETHER.