Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20170112225309/@comment-28358106-20170119162141

"Then I'd say you were lucky," Cyndwella says, folding her arms and looking down. "I never did find love when I was alive. And not when I was resurrected as a Wisp, either.  Not until I was taken as one of the Favored did I ever know anything close to love.  The one chance I ever got at showing some real kindness and making a difference in someone's life and I got my arms cut off, bisected, decapitated, and excorsised for my trouble." She pauses. "This world blows and it's full of shitty people who murder and rape and rob and slaughter and if you can find someone who can distract you from it all, they're worth holding on to." She turns her head and looks away, her brow knitted in anger.