A heavy sigh, firm hands gripping the balcony railing. The figure upon the balcony relished in the peaceful atmosphere that surrounded her home. Yet she had never regretted it more..
Gone..
All gone. She could almost not believe it..
She had wished for peace, but now that she had it she didn't want it?
Four roommates..all gone.
Lathai off home due to the sickness, the forbidden carried with him. Raja unfocused and leaving both the guard and now her once home. Lastly, Clinton, the ever-ambitious, moved out to find his own way..
The only thing she had left jumped up on the railing next to her settling down. She placed a hand in its fluffy fur giving it a pat. Senior Garra..Lathai had named it..
The Northerner drew herself up a deep breath taken.
She was turning thirty next month. Was this what her life was meant to become? Unmarried? Childless? Lonely?
As Hamelin had told her.."Everyone wants to help the Empire." Everyone shared the common goal. Is that what she really wanted? To be like everyone else? What was she fighting for? There had to be more than what she had done so far, right?
"That is something you can only answer for yourself, Avilda."
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