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The second last drabble from Ella’s pov. Enjoy!
For the first time in a long time, the monotony of hazy fire behind my eyes stopped.
I have been here so long, isolated from my friends. I could not understand why my telepathy legacy had ceased to exist.
I would scream and scream. No one answered. Just static.
My “private classes” have been changing recently. I think they’ve taken a new approach - they don’t hack in, instead they open up. He used to be the only thing I could hear in my mind. Sometimes his voice would be soft like a father’s, others it was a chainsaw tearing through my heart and shredding my hope.
Now I know what the constant headaches were. The Mogs, they really fear me. They fear what I may become, what I may do.
I think they believe that the only way to break me is to set me free. They stopped hindering my legacies - I used telekinesis to kill three of them today.
He made me bleed in their place.
The sky is blue. I had forgotten that. What I did not forget was my duty to Lorien, and now I have the key.
Tables have turned. I do not fear them. Now they fear me.
Original art by: ジングルベルベル＝ポンチョリン
※permission to translate was given by the author via twitter
You guys need to prepare your gruvia feels if you still remember this in the manga. I decided to translate this first, since it will be animated soon.