KNIGHT / HERO!

❛❛    I HAVE FAITH IN YOU.   ❜❜     from  𝙿𝙷𝙾𝙴𝙱𝙴,   @phoebusium​​​  .

it is easy to believe in  FAITH;     the brain is a gullible organ persuadable by KINDNESS and TRUST.      one can so earn it by putting up a front.      it is so inevitable that it becomes involuntary comprehension than rational assessment,    especially when it comes down to friends.      however,    there was no gimmick   /   no façade   /   no mask when nadeia shown her such      ——      only pure heart was poured into their friendship.      but the halt in her step speaks otherwise,    makes her feel like her companion is merely a STRANGER.

she talks nonstop of heroism like it’s so simple,    about THE GOOD AND THE RIGHTEOUS.      but where did that leave them ?      frankly,    it did her no good so why would she see the ways of phoebe ?

[     DRAW YOUR SWORD,    NADEIA     ]      scoff emerges from dark crimson lips as words form her blade.      nadeia never thought twice to see the day that anger would sear skin.      ——      THE PERSON SHE THOUGHT WOULD UNDERSTAND HER,    THE PERSON SHE FOUND FAMILIAR COMFORT IN,    THE PERSON SHE THOUGHT SHE COULD TRUST     …      ❛❛    after everything HE HAS DONE ?      after everything HE PUT US THROUGH ?      [     arm extends outward,    points in the direction of the place she once called home whilst another clenches to her heart     ].      how can i forgive any of that ?      he needs to be taught a lesson !      they all do.      why can’t you see ?!    ❜❜

on an outsiders point of view-- trying the ways of goodness && fighting the good fight seems pointless, a youth’s fantasy. truth is, phoebe couldn’t stand to the side anymore, not with her dear companion’s downward spiral. ( if being a HERO meant helping those who didn’t WANT to be helped, then so be it! ) yet, how nadeia scorns the scapegoat, the one && only when things go astray, ( when even she knew otherwise. )

❛ HE’S A CHILD, ❜ it erupts from her mouth faster than she could hold herself back. ( No holds bared-- SHOUT YOUR HEART OUT, BEACON OF HOPE! ) she didn’t mean to yell. A hand clapped over her face, wincing like she’s been struck. ( i’m so sorry, so sorry, so sorry --- ) ❛ y-y-y you can’t go waging WARS over a child’s mistakes! ❜

WHERE HAS IT EVER GOTTEN THEM, except further entrapped in the mess which sparked a never ending battle. She won’t allow it, not even from her closest friend--- never ever!  ❛ i... GET you’re angry, nadeia. over everything that’s happened to you, your friends, everyone. it’s all gone. && it feels like there’s no way that isn’t paved in blood && ash... but i promise it’s not. ❜

❛ you’re hurting... && i’m hurting too. but we don’t have to go on like this. We don’t have to continue, ANY of doom && gloom! ❜ in that moment of stillness to the still smoldering crater barely a stone’s throw away. a GLARING testament to all that’s been destroyed. Phoebe stands tall, her shield reflecting the dying light. ❛ a cycle of hurt && violence... this can’t be the way. I refuse. giving up is only going to let them win.❜

❛ mimimim– ❜; ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵉᵉⁿ ᵐᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʰᵉʳ ᶜᵒⁿᶜᵉʳⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒⁿᵉ. ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵇʸ. ʰᵉ'ᵈ ˢᵘʳᵛⁱᵛᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ, ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ;; ᵗʰⁱˢ ʷᵃˢ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵃ ˢᶜʳᵃᵗᶜʰ!

ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗᵉⁿⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ, ᵖᵒˢᵗᵘʳᵉ ᶠⁱˣᵉᵈ, ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʳ ʳᵘⁿˢ ᵃ ʰᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵒˢᵉ ᵐᵉˢˢʸ & ⁿᵒʷ ᵈⁱʳᵗʸ ᵇˡᵒⁿᵈᵉ ˡᵒᶜᵏˢ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱˢ (ʳᵉᵐⁱⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱˣ ʰⁱˢ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵖᵒⁿʸᵗᵃⁱˡ ˡᵃᵗᵉʳ…)

❛ ‘sides, i WON that fight, ❜ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ. ❛ see how i totally kicked that guys arse, pheebs?? big t is fiiiiine, ❜ ʰᵉ ᵈʳᵃᵍˢ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉ 'ⁱ’ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒⁿᵉ, ᵐᵒˢᵗˡʸ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵈᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ˢᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵒᵘᵗᶜʳʸ.

❛ …but if you INSIST. if it makes YOU feel better, then, ❜ & ʰᵉ ˢʰʳᵘᵍˢ.

❛ Yeah, I saw. You were a real trooper. ❜ She wouldn’t even grace a title such as champion, the LOSS is clear on his bruised, busted face. Without a second to waste she picked him up. ( it’s like he weighed NOTHING! ) // a knight had to be strong to escort fellow comrades to safety!