Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-31148069-20180807174543/@comment-32492996-20180808213427

Liliana’s attention snapped up. She saw Zyla, and Akurle. She saw Lilac leaning next to Akurle. She heard her mumbling soothing words...

“I’m so sorry, Akurle. I know she was your...” Lilac hesitated, “Friend. I know she saved your life. But... sometimes it doesn’t work out for them. You have my condolences.” Lilac stood and walked away. She didn’t know how it felt, to lose someone you were close to. She was no Liliana or Jetleap or Jackson. She was... normal. She couldn’t help thinking that she didn’t belong here, with all these extraordinary people. These people were different, powerful, unique. She was not. She was boring, usual.

She flinched rembering the closest thing she had as a bad memory, well, at least compared to Liliana and Jetleap. And Lark. She remembered the time Talon had almost died right in front of her eyes, and she had been so frozen from shock that she hadn’t done anything. She also remembered the bullying she had gone through, but this memories were nothing compared to other people in the world. Even just in Jamaa.

She stopped walking and collapsed against a tree, a tear developing in her eye.

Insignificant

The tear slid onto the ground.

Unimportant

The tears kept going.

Useless