I'm back, I guess...awake, alive, whatever you want to call it. I'm not really sure what happened, but I think Raveena and Corvus took over on their own. I still question if I'm...real.
Injuries were minimal, just...an exhausted body...a few cuts and bruises...one gash in the back of my calf...and a...a hole in my chest, it seems. I owe thanks to Desmond, Noah, and...and Roan. I wasn't expecting him at all...it's intimidating. I know how he feels, he hates being away from me, and I know I hate being away from him to. It's hard to be away from the comfort of friends, especially when they're the only ones who know what it feels like.
It. What is it? It's weakness. It's...my burden. I'll smile all day long if it means no one but Roan knows what it feels like to be weak. I'm only so strong, but I know when to admit defeat. Perhaps I've reached that limit deep inside.
 Aizen Teresaga · Sat Jan 10, 2009 @ 02:52am · 0 Comments |
