Post by Ifalna Faremis on Aug 30, 2024 15:19:24 GMT -6
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"No, it isn't because of them at all," Ifalna replied quietly with a slight twist to her lips. Recalling her long years spent in captivity would take a long time for her to recover from. The tortures and experimentations she had endured lingered upon her very skin and deep within her spirit as well. For a Cetra like herself to spend so long in a city such as Midgar had been another form of torture as the planet had screamed it's pain at her. The loss of life and souls that should have been able to rejoice in the embrace of the Promised Land--only to be torn away to fuel the ambitions of Shinra Electric Company and the wars that had prospered from it. "I spent nearly a decade imprisoned and experimented upon because I was the last of my kind. Because I would rather endure such pains than see them foisted upon my daughter." [break][break]
There was nothing for Yugiri to apologize for--curiosity in itself need not be a sin. Who was she to deny answers to the younger woman after how caring and helpful she had been? Ifalna would admit that there was a catharsis in sharing her pain with another--as she had never been able to do so these last years. How could she? Her daughter was but a child and did not need to know more than she already did with what her mother went through. Aerith was her greatest treasure and she wished their life together had been different--happier. The young mother held many regrets, but she would never regret falling in love with Gast or having her daughter. She simply wished Shinra had never learned of her existence or believed the Cetra to be the answers to their ambitions. [break][break]
"Hush now," she murmured gently, running her fingers through Yugiri's hair again. "Failure is something that can't be avoided, but I don't believe you failed. We can't always protect those closest to us no matter how hard we try." It was a lesson Ifalna had learned all too well and had spent years wrestling with. The guilt, the shame, and the fear that at some point neither herself or Aerith would ever escape. "All we can do is pick ourselves back up and try again." [break][break]
yugiri
"No, it isn't because of them at all," Ifalna replied quietly with a slight twist to her lips. Recalling her long years spent in captivity would take a long time for her to recover from. The tortures and experimentations she had endured lingered upon her very skin and deep within her spirit as well. For a Cetra like herself to spend so long in a city such as Midgar had been another form of torture as the planet had screamed it's pain at her. The loss of life and souls that should have been able to rejoice in the embrace of the Promised Land--only to be torn away to fuel the ambitions of Shinra Electric Company and the wars that had prospered from it. "I spent nearly a decade imprisoned and experimented upon because I was the last of my kind. Because I would rather endure such pains than see them foisted upon my daughter." [break][break]
There was nothing for Yugiri to apologize for--curiosity in itself need not be a sin. Who was she to deny answers to the younger woman after how caring and helpful she had been? Ifalna would admit that there was a catharsis in sharing her pain with another--as she had never been able to do so these last years. How could she? Her daughter was but a child and did not need to know more than she already did with what her mother went through. Aerith was her greatest treasure and she wished their life together had been different--happier. The young mother held many regrets, but she would never regret falling in love with Gast or having her daughter. She simply wished Shinra had never learned of her existence or believed the Cetra to be the answers to their ambitions. [break][break]
"Hush now," she murmured gently, running her fingers through Yugiri's hair again. "Failure is something that can't be avoided, but I don't believe you failed. We can't always protect those closest to us no matter how hard we try." It was a lesson Ifalna had learned all too well and had spent years wrestling with. The guilt, the shame, and the fear that at some point neither herself or Aerith would ever escape. "All we can do is pick ourselves back up and try again." [break][break]
yugiri
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