( is it so terrible, to want something for yourself? it's a hypocrite's question. alina smothers the thought in the cradle before she can consider every sacrifice ravka has wrung from her, every failed attempt to have something unspoiled by a higher calling. which is to say: she understands it, that need to cling to a hopeless want, to have somewhere to wearily set aside sankta alina and just — be. be alina, the girl that is just a girl. not because her existence calls the faithless to convert themselves to believers, but because they've bestowed her loftier titles than saint and sun summoner.
titles like friend, titles like beloved. titles that give her the privilege of teasing, through the sudden starburst of warmth in her chest: )
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titles like friend, titles like beloved. titles that give her the privilege of teasing, through the sudden starburst of warmth in her chest: )
Wait. What do you mean "trying" to beat you?