[ When Alexandrie looks up from the cup it is confused, unsure, and, of a sudden, bordering on tears.
What had she wanted? To have them agree that she was as selfish as she had felt herself to be, consumed so with only the upheaval of her little world, only the ache of her single heart, and then turn their talk to the near certainty of this new and present threat to them all? She would have understood that, but this? Whom is it who is good that could look kindly upon a creature that would burn her land at the mere thought it could be invaded and then murder to protect the clutched handful of barren soil that remained? To say courage for such a one?
How long?
How long is it she has hated herself?
The hand was reached for cake, but Alexandrie reaches back for it instead; to hold just the tips of his fingers. To set down her cup so she can bow her head and cover her mouth while she searches for composure. ]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2021-02-15 04:37 am (UTC)What had she wanted? To have them agree that she was as selfish as she had felt herself to be, consumed so with only the upheaval of her little world, only the ache of her single heart, and then turn their talk to the near certainty of this new and present threat to them all? She would have understood that, but this? Whom is it who is good that could look kindly upon a creature that would burn her land at the mere thought it could be invaded and then murder to protect the clutched handful of barren soil that remained? To say courage for such a one?
How long?
How long is it she has hated herself?
The hand was reached for cake, but Alexandrie reaches back for it instead; to hold just the tips of his fingers. To set down her cup so she can bow her head and cover her mouth while she searches for composure. ]