Crimson Tears

[~~*Tyrant*~~]

For those who understand you, no explanation is necessary. For those who don't, none is possible.

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"These struggles I cannot face myself. It is much too over-powering... or rather, he is. I have no more use in this world, now, than do anyone else. Everything I was born for has disappeared, you must understand. Father has counted on me for everything, to take his place, and now there is no place to take," Draik replied, becoming quite upset with Scar. How many times must he say he has nothing to be here for before it gets through her thick skull? It was actually rather difficult for him to even utter those words. He knew if his father or mother heard him say that, he'd probably be a dead man.[/center][/size]

[[.P.erfect.&.D.angerous.]]

There was no longer any point in reasoning with this boy, concluded Scar. It was a pity, too; She had thought that she could help today, make it different... and all she could do was worsen some one's feelings about themselves and their positions. Encouragement meant nothing, did nothing. No wonder she alone escaped with reminders lashed into her skin.
The girl turned on her heels and walked slowly away as the rain worsened, the wind picking up slightly. The weather did nothing for her mood as she shuffled her feet through the muddied elven streets, careful not to run into a wall or another person.