falling, but it falls anyway. And Eaden carries his pain, as always. Some soothing voice in the back of his mind wants the light for once. Yet, Samael doesn't oblige it. He settles into an eerie silence before all that comes from him is the flutter of scarred wings โ he left.
"๐บ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐..."
These words will haunt him. His own father, his creator did not want to see his fear. His mutation. He ignored itโ his pain. His suffering. His confusion. Lucifer ... no, Samael. Samael tries to stop the tear from [...]
( the mocking glint in His eye evaporated into a cold steely gaze that locked onto His favored child. He felt the guilt. He felt the guilt daily. )
locking Amara away was like amputating a part of myself. and when her darkness started to bleed into you i wasn't โ
for all of eternity. ๐๐ฌ who created several thousand angels and abandoned them because of overwhelm and boredom. ๐๐ฌ who became what you made them.
๐ผ๐? What suffering have you felt aside from Writer's block, Charles?
To protect us... right. Us, who were created to lock her away. Us who dealt with the fallout while you played Community College Artist. Us who bore the mark so you could have your projects. Us who was painted as the greater evil and will continue to be painted in that light [...]
don't you ๐ ๐๐๐ bring amara into this. i did that to protect you, to protect all of you! she would have destroyed you if i had let her. ( chuck was angry now. he hated being called out, and he also hated talking about amara )
it hurt me to lock her away. she was โ
ariel is for those who yearn for something more than what theyโve known all their lives, for those who wish to stop feeling like fish out of water. ariel is for those who long to be understood and belong somewhere. and sometimes, in order to belong, you have to leave home.
Strong enough to withstand the full fledged Darkness whispering in my ear to pluck the wings off Anael โ or to lodge my spear into the base of Raphael's head? To withstand how it furthered my doubts?
Or did you see the signs and ignore them because you already deemed it [...]
i thought you would've been strong enough. ( he said dismissively. sliver of guilt creeping into his voice )
you went behind my back. you plotted against me. you weren't afraid. you were jealous. you didn't want me to create anything that might take my attention โ
gave them? Are you satisfied with the insurmountable faith and worship they instill in you? How they ๐๐๐๐ each other in your name? Are you ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐, Father? What did you achieve in the end? Ants dancing around an effigy? Crying for you? Blaming you.
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