Yes. You will live, but the memory will linger. [ It haunts her sleep. Not seven hells or seven heavens, not the drowned god or the Stranger. But an emptiness, a hollowness that never ends. ]
And those you love will suffer greatly. More than if they themselves had been cut down.
( she hadn't expected to live out the war. she had never planned that far ahead after she killed snow, but she'd known that her chances were slim to none. that's the way it should have been. it was her mission, her lie, but she's the only one still breathing air.
living hurts too much. prim makes her want to try, even when every day is a new nightmare, but that doesn't mean she's afraid. her own life is forfeit.
Can they live with it? [ Alayne asks, the words laid out carefully, delicate as her finest needlework, for speaking truths is as much a craft as sowing lies. ] The guilt that follows. In knowing that they failed to protect you. [ She sees it, clear as day, couched in their expressions, in their attempts to be brave. Robb and Bran and even Petyr. I should have been there. You should have been safe. It should have been me. But perhaps these are foolish things to believe, for is anyone ever truly safe? (Alayne knows the answer is no. Hope is built on a mountain of 'should's but very few ever blossom to reality.) ]
For truly, it will haunt you greater than death. It will live in their eyes. It will follow you always.
It's not too frightening when there's a guarantee you'll come back.
[ He'd know, having choked to death on his own blood, been crushed beneath collapsing buildings, suffocated, drowned, been shot and beheaded and blown up and then woken up, clutching at wounds that were never there. But there's always a what if, no matter how certain you are. ]
( katniss has no subtlety left in her, if she ever had any at all. she has no skill with words, because that's peeta's domain, and she has never seen the use in prettying up the truth or whatever lies she tells to get what she wants. but there's something in the wa she speaks, something that hits hard even though it's covered up with her usual blank expression. never show weakness, never let them see.
finnick and peeta and prim will mourn, she knows. it will hurt them as surely as it hurt her to watch her sister die. but she's never been good at putting herself in other people's shoes. )
They know the risks. Nobody's ever safe.
( the guilt will never fade, but it will add on to the heavy weight she already carries for district 12, for the firebombings, for all the people she killed in the war. )
Page 1 of 3