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dear_mun2012-11-26 01:52 am
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What is my real existence, I wonder. Some sort of bitter queen that runs off to the love she never has? A druidess to ensure the survival and to see the old ways flourish? Become a great queen and lead her people equally with her king? Or become like my dear teacher, Myrddin Wyltt, and become a recluse in the forests?
Why do I always wish for the latter?
Why does every road set out for me leads to pain except an existence where I'm hardly ever known? Perhaps, maybe someday, Gwenhwyfar, not Regina, will find an existence beyond some scourge and wretchedness. Truly, there is no hope for my kind, not even when the Christian god tries to drown us.
Why do I always wish for the latter?
Why does every road set out for me leads to pain except an existence where I'm hardly ever known? Perhaps, maybe someday, Gwenhwyfar, not Regina, will find an existence beyond some scourge and wretchedness. Truly, there is no hope for my kind, not even when the Christian god tries to drown us.