“ BUT IT IS WHAT I DESIRED!” he roars, grabbing her shoulder and forcing her to turn and look at him. “ i spent the better part of my life training for this–and then it was gone! and you were the only thing left!”
his teeth grind together. the desire to mutilate her, mar that perfect face, scar her like he’d been scarred b e c a u s e o f h e r , grows with every passing second. but he knows it would mean death or worse if he killed her.
“ and i hate you for what i’ve become. ”
she pushes him off of her with a cry and a flash of light - vernal doesn’t open her eyes , doesn’t want to see the face of a broken man who cannot come to terms with his own existence . spring stands there , hunched over and hurt . she cannot handle this ; not on her lonesome , it was never MEANT to be .
‘ do not touch me again . ‘
it comes out in gasps , but her tone is clear . it warns of a storm she knows full well she cannot ( and , perhaps , does not want to ) control .
he knows it’s dying; he’s helping its killer. but it doesn’t m a t t e r .
“ i was born for one thing, and you took it from me. ” he growls. “ruined what i was meant to be and snatched destiny from my hands. you sent me to a fate worse than death before i has even fifteen. ”
‘ if you believe me at fault , then you should reevaluate your idea of destiny . she is defined by the course of events - not by what is planned for . what happens is what is meant to b e . ‘
she turns . anything to not look at him . ‘ i hate what i have become . do not pretend what i possess is some gift i DESIRED . ‘
he snarls. “ do you have any idea who i am?” tyrian spits. “ who i was supposed to be?”of course she doesn’t. he stopped being able to take her place long before he even knew she existed.
“ you’re the reason i am who i am, the reason my life was r u i n e d . ”
‘ do you think i WANTED this ? you … ‘
she can’t handle this right now . there’s electricity at her fingertips , lighting every flame she doesn’t want . ( vernal can’t even save the one thing she cares for. )
‘ i wish it had been you . i wanted no part in this mess . stop being so fucking selfish and look at the world around you - it’s dying . i feel it with EVERY single breath . it’s goddamn torture . ‘
“murder wouldn’t help, anyway. ” he spits. “ no matter how badly i want to kill you, it would end up worse for me. you may as well be i m m o r t a l . ” he wants to strangle her already. “lucky you. ”
‘ well , aren’t you a joy to be around . ‘ her arms cross . she’s beyond angry , but she isn’t stupid . ‘ if you ever change your mind , let me know - but i’m not KEEN on wagering with my life . ‘
