asgardeventide | ❦ ０１３

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❦ ０１３ | ＴＥＸＴ

In Hel district there is a cemetery.

Inside it, a headstone lies. A place where those mourning their loved ones who are not buried in Asgard. To all those who have lost someone in their respective realms and have no grave, no headstone to visit and pay their respects to.

It is found near a tree unto which a triskele is carved.

[ and that is the whole message. yep. ]

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[ what does she even say. ]

You remember.

Are you well

Thank goodness, I remember everything.

I'm fine. It was weird at first, but I'm getting settled in.

[A long pause, but the line doesn't break, then:]

Are you okay?

[ she's anything but. she's hurting and grieving and possibly going mad but. ]

Fine.

[That single word feels like a million tiny knives. She knows now that she's being deliberately shut out.]

That's good to hear.

My residence is no longer at house Heimdall, but Hel.

[ another person she will tell this to. she cares for her, certainly. The dream left her unable to express it but she does. ]

if you shall need anything.

[From Heimdall to Hel? What does that mean? And is she not living with everyone else from Camelot anymore?

Still, it's something. Something that Nakama will cling to.]

Thanks. I'd just like to see you again, but you can decide about that. I won't come without an invitation.

[ she doesn't speak to me as before, she notices. If possible, she's even more gentle, a bit too gentle and at once, Morgana's suspicions grow. ]

You heard the news of me hadn't you.

Who told you.

We're all friends. Of course they would tell me if one of us was hurting.

[There. Now it could be any of them. If Morgana will accept it...]

Hurting? They know nothing of my hurting. And now they send me little birds of my past to try and find out what I will not tell them?

It is not their business, not their words to tell. Especially not when they have no inkling of my hurting, none of them and I would gladly keep it this way.

No, that's not true! I'm not reporting to anyone, Morgana. I just wanted to talk to you.

[She's glad she decided to stick to text, as tears well up and spill down her cheeks.]

Because they told you so! I would not have them spread words of my pain as if it was market gossip! It is not their secret nor their business to tell, it is my own.

Let them tell you my story, it's quite evident their tongue is loose as it is. I will not have their pity nor will I have yours. I am not a broken thing for them and their friends to fix!

Morgana

[That's all she gets out before she cuts the feed, too wounded to continue. Their friends. Once she was a sister - now she's not even a friend. She knows that Morgana is what matters here, her pain is greater than Nakama's, but she can't take any more of these accusations and cruel words. She feels like she's going to be sick.

She will help Morgana. Now just isn't the time.]

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