we cant afford to stop neither of us can if we dont keep going to achieve our wishes then there will be nothing left
that does not make us foolish
at least here i feel there are things i can do but it is overwhelming knowing where i should start
[In a way, it felt to her that if she ever stopped trying to fight her way home, the grief would shred her very Spirit Origin to pieces. She was still new to this world, and it would take time for her to build a base and find allies once again. Jack was ahead of her, in that regard.
As for his story...that made her wince, gripping her phone just a little closer as a swell of anger for his experiences rose up in her chest.]
and then you realised what sort of person he truly was im sorry nothing i can say will ease a wound like that when someone you trusted hurts you that deeply
i was born the princess of the kingdom of colchis georgia as it is known now i trained in magic under the goddess hecate as her priestess and supported my family as best i was able and i was content with that but
one day a greek hero favoured by the goddess aphrodite came to colchis on a quest for personal glory seeking the kingdoms most precious treasure my father refused his demands of course and presented him with impossible challenges to earn it
but the goddess would have no such thing for her favoured hero she twisted my heart so that i would fall blindly in love with him so that i would betray my family and my homeland and aid this hero id never met in his wretched quest in turn he swore that should i help him then he would make me his wife when we returned to greece that i would have a home security and happiness at his side
i gave up everything for him killed for him murdered my brother for him called on all of my dark magics and curses for him
and once he had everything he wanted he tossed me aside insisting he could never make a murderous witch his wife one who wasnt eveen greek no less
how could a foreign woman whod committed all that bloodshed possibly find a place in that land if not at his sside but icouldnt return after evertying i hadd done i shouldnever have trusted a wretched cowrd of a man to keep his word to me
i burned everything he had and everyone he careed about to the ground and it still wasnt enough
[It was only after Medea had said all of that, that she began to wonder if she should have cut it back a little- or shouldn't have said any of it at all. Jack was someone who seemed to be fighting for the greater good- or, at least, was made to- whilst she...she was just a wretched woman, one who'd viciously betrayed her own family and killed numerous people for the sake of a man she had a deep, supernatural devotion to.
She was known as the Witch of Betrayal, after all.
And it stung to think of how he might react. But perhaps she should be used to it, by now, with the distain and suspicion that was normally afforded to her.
...She was overthinking, she knew it- giving herself cold feet from a lifetime of being treated as some awful witch.]
i only ask if you intend to condemn me efor that you atleast keepp whati have said to yourself
[Medea...probably should take a moment, get her typing back under control and respond to the rest. Even if he were to rescind his offer to support her after all.]
most of the people here from home are my enemies so i suppose for both of us it is a case of finding who we can trust and work well with here
tw fratricide/arson
if we dont keep going to achieve our wishes then there will be nothing left
that does not make us foolish
at least here i feel there are things i can do but it is overwhelming knowing where i should start
[In a way, it felt to her that if she ever stopped trying to fight her way home, the grief would shred her very Spirit Origin to pieces. She was still new to this world, and it would take time for her to build a base and find allies once again. Jack was ahead of her, in that regard.
As for his story...that made her wince, gripping her phone just a little closer as a swell of anger for his experiences rose up in her chest.]
and then you realised what sort of person he truly was
im sorry
nothing i can say will ease a wound like that
when someone you trusted hurts you that deeply
i was born the princess of the kingdom of colchis
georgia as it is known now
i trained in magic under the goddess hecate as her priestess and supported my family as best i was able and i was content with that but
one day a greek hero favoured by the goddess aphrodite came to colchis on a quest for personal glory seeking the kingdoms most precious treasure
my father refused his demands of course and presented him with impossible challenges to earn it
but the goddess would have no such thing for her favoured hero
she
twisted my heart
so that i would fall blindly in love with him
so that i would betray my family and my homeland and aid this hero id never met in his wretched quest
in turn he swore that should i help him then he would make me his wife when we returned to greece that i would have a home security and happiness at his side
i gave up everything for him
killed for him
murdered my brother for him
called on all of my dark magics and curses for him
and once he had everything he wanted he tossed me aside insisting he could never make a murderous witch his wife
one who wasnt eveen greek no less
how could a foreign woman whod committed all that bloodshed possibly find a place in that land if not at his sside but icouldnt return after evertying i hadd done
i shouldnever have trusted a wretched cowrd of a man to keep his word to me
i burned everything he had and everyone he careed about to the ground and it still wasnt enough
[It was only after Medea had said all of that, that she began to wonder if she should have cut it back a little- or shouldn't have said any of it at all. Jack was someone who seemed to be fighting for the greater good- or, at least, was made to- whilst she...she was just a wretched woman, one who'd viciously betrayed her own family and killed numerous people for the sake of a man she had a deep, supernatural devotion to.
She was known as the Witch of Betrayal, after all.
And it stung to think of how he might react. But perhaps she should be used to it, by now, with the distain and suspicion that was normally afforded to her.
...She was overthinking, she knew it- giving herself cold feet from a lifetime of being treated as some awful witch.]
i
only ask if you intend to condemn me efor that you atleast keepp whati have said to yourself
[Medea...probably should take a moment, get her typing back under control and respond to the rest. Even if he were to rescind his offer to support her after all.]
most of the people here from home are my enemies so i suppose for both of us it is a case of finding who we can trust and work well with here
i would
i would appreciate that
[Should the offer still be open.]