fierceli ;

_{^{this world is no longer their own.}} IT BELONGS TO THE DEAD. _{^{torn apart and made anew atop trenches of destruction. all that she once knew has been sacrificed for the sake of her life. the way she lived, survived, and allowed herself to trust. you adapt, and if you don’t,}} you die. _{^{it’s that cut - and - dried.}}

FRIEND OR FOE ? _{^{a question in which uncertainty will always persist.}} 

_{^{reluctance wears strongly upon a girl}} of steel and thorns. _{^{she maintains cautious distance between herself and the looming threat brought in by this foreign approach. instinct tilts toward foe.}}  

_{^{“  i can’t help you, you need to go.  ”    /    @girlmartyr}}

she’s   mud   clad   and   blood   stained  _{.   some   her   own  ,  most   drip  from   casualties   she’d    witnessed .   a   girl   forged   from   the   hounds   of   hell  themselves  ,   her   nimble   digits   find   comfort   in   the   sweet   release   of   the   trigger .   aim  for   the   heart ,   they’d   whisper .   winds   whistling   as   the   hounds   howl  ;   a   girl   alone   within   a   world   overthrown    by   terror .   her   own   flesh   remains   pure  ,  yet   inkling   of   guilt   echoes   through   her   mind .}   SURVIVOR. 

_{‘ it’s   about   to   get   dark . ‘    cautious   steps   ,    elena   side    sweeps   herself   against   sanctuary’s   window .   gaze   lingering   upon   the   outside   ;   a   world   so   unlike   the   one   she’d   once   known .  ‘  please . ‘   vocals   plead  ,   matted   ebony  tresses   cling  to   sweat   clad   cheekbones  .   ‘   one   night .  ‘   a   beat  ,  she   swallows   her   pride   and   clings   to   the   hopes   that   she’s   stumbled   upon   an   ally.  ‘  one  night   and   then  i’ll  be   gone . ‘} 

fierceli ;

_{^{“  it kinda seems like you}} already have, _{^{elena. ” insecurities hinder the way of rationality. she is susceptible to believe the}} worst possible thought. _{^{so much for her surrender. “  i mean, you’re the one defending her.  ”}}

‘   don’t   do   that ,   brooke . ‘  _{head   shakes  ,   yet   voice   needn’t  waver .   “  you   know   i   didn’t   mean   it   that   way . “  call   it   self   sabotage  ,  the   way   she   and   brooke   push   and   pull  .  a  never   ending   accusation  ,   always   unfinished  .}  

fierceli ;

`“  yeah, well, it sounds _{^{a lot like you’re choosing her side to me.  ” a fallacy of looming threat / this assumed shift in alliance rattles her composure.}}  

_{she   sighs  ,   battle   defeated  ,   the}   deafening  silence   _{that   follows   brooke’s   words   serves   as   her   white   flag .}   ‘ i   wouldn’t   do   that   to   you  .  ‘ 

fierceli ; 

“  i’m sorry, _{^{what is that supposed to mean ?  ”  girl of steel, girl of thorns   /   she is on the defense, raising her guard in the midst of threat. the next spoken words best be chosen with caution.}} 

it’s   with   careful   precision   that   elena   finds   herself   speaking  ,  a   softened   sigh   signifying   the   notifiable   wrong  in   which   words   echoed  .    ‘    it   means  …  i   don’t   want   to    choose  ,  brooke .  ‘ 

_{‘   SHE   MEANS   WELL …  ‘   words   slip   idly   through   thinly   glossed   lips  ,  as   a   mere   afterthought  .   ‘  you   should   give   caroline   a   chance  ,  brooke  .  ‘  pom   poms   pressed   gently   against   hips   as   girl   quirks   a  brow  ,   motives   unmasked .   ‘  i   did   it   for   you .  ‘    @fierceli}

❝ YOU  KNOW  ,  _{she   could   just   be   trying   to   be   nice  ❞   streamers   askew  ,   decorations   spread  across  every   nook   and   cranny   as   digits   reach   out   for   another   string   of   lights .    ❝  not   everyone   has   a   motive .  ❞    @fierceli}