Do not make me a liar.
She would say that whenever I was underperforming.
Do not make me a liar, Mavyllora. I know your potential and I have told people of it so you better become what I know you can be.
I’ve been hearing that phrase since I was fourteen. It was one of the first things Nana –
Nana.
But I’m dead.
There is nothing here and –
I know, I know. I’ve been saying that every day but I just. . . for the goddesses, Mavyllora, please just wake up. You can’t be gone, child, I know you are not gone. Not if your mental shields are still up and most definitely not if your devils cannot get in. So just. . . wake up already.
Wake up.
I need you to wake up.
Ohh, but I do not want to.
There had been so much pain before. I am tired of always feeling pain. I want sleep. I want a solid black abyss of darkness. Nothingness where existence and enduring are not real.
Please.
That was not Nana.
Please, Firecracker.
There’s a tug somewhere further in me. A place I would have to travel to get to. I would have to leave this place of nothing. I would have tofeel.
It didn’t work, Esmirra. We do not have a cemented bond. It’s more likely she wouldn’t wake up because of me. She told me once to never enter her mind.
I do not like devils in my mind.
Silence.
Then. . .
Mavyn?
What?
I think someone chokes. Pinpricks of emotions stab through my nothingness and I wish they would stop. I do not want to leave.
Mavyn?
I huff and roll my eyes.I already said what?
You can hear me, Firecracker? Can you wake up for me?
Mavyllora, Nana snaps through.Why can I not feel you? Why is there nothing here? It’s like darkness. Where are you and how are you hiding within your mind?
I curl tighter into myself and glare.I do not like the light.
Yes you do.
No –
