01-18-2026, 04:24 PM
— i would rather learn what it feels like to burn than feel nothing at all —
She would give almost anything to go back to normal.
She has thought about it a hundred times, a hundred ways, has let the very idea consume her, and convinced herself everything in her life would fall into place if it could only happen.
And yet, she hesitates.
A thought occurs to her, one she had not considered before. That while losing the fire now would pave a better path for her future, it would do nothing to heal the scorched path in her wake. Everyone she had almost loved would still be a bitter what if, and there is nothing that could ever change that.
“There is no going back,” she finally says to him, and though there is no bitterness to her words, there is a finality, an acceptance on her part. “Even with the fire gone, I would never be that girl from before.” She isn’t sure who she would be, or who she even wants to be. When she had been younger, she had never really considered her future. Both her parents had been heavily involved in Beqanna’s history and politics, but that had not held her interest. And even now, she was not interested in power over others—she cared only for gaining power over herself.
“Do you think it would be possible?” She muses aloud, somewhat to herself as her mind churns. There is the very beginning of an idea there, and she turns her fire-bright eyes back to his face as she finishes her thought. “To put out the fire, or to at least change it?” Brinly isn’t sure what she wants, not with any certainty, but she does know that she is so tired of being the way that she is.
She has thought about it a hundred times, a hundred ways, has let the very idea consume her, and convinced herself everything in her life would fall into place if it could only happen.
And yet, she hesitates.
A thought occurs to her, one she had not considered before. That while losing the fire now would pave a better path for her future, it would do nothing to heal the scorched path in her wake. Everyone she had almost loved would still be a bitter what if, and there is nothing that could ever change that.
“There is no going back,” she finally says to him, and though there is no bitterness to her words, there is a finality, an acceptance on her part. “Even with the fire gone, I would never be that girl from before.” She isn’t sure who she would be, or who she even wants to be. When she had been younger, she had never really considered her future. Both her parents had been heavily involved in Beqanna’s history and politics, but that had not held her interest. And even now, she was not interested in power over others—she cared only for gaining power over herself.
“Do you think it would be possible?” She muses aloud, somewhat to herself as her mind churns. There is the very beginning of an idea there, and she turns her fire-bright eyes back to his face as she finishes her thought. “To put out the fire, or to at least change it?” Brinly isn’t sure what she wants, not with any certainty, but she does know that she is so tired of being the way that she is.
Brinly
@Fireheart