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❝The fish in the tank is happy
Because it believes it's in an ocean❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Heart Afire || Defqpop, Strixi ||
Because it believes it's in an ocean❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Heart Afire || Defqpop, Strixi ||
Instead of reading over Stella's shoulder, she did the respectable thing and looked away, allowing her mind to drift to different possibilities, to different ways everyone's lives could have gone. If things were just a tiny bit different she wouldn't even be alive right now, she'd be dead, of old age, hopefully after having lived a good, full life. Naturally that chance was stolen from her, but if she hadn't encouraged that poisonous clinging attitude Prissie had developed, if she had instead helped her meet and befriend others, maybe none of it would have happened. "I'm still not used to being alive yet." Esme admitted with a shrug, finding herself with Yui, because Stella was lost in the world of words that was the journal. "I heard from Stella that the Goddess that brought me back is someone important to you."
There wasn't much she knew about the Third World War, even having been alive in the time period. Yes, she died almost a year before the war itself was ended by Yui's own grief finally reaching a limit, but that didn't change the fact that that history was a part of her own history. While some saw it as a resource war, with dwindling oil, petrol, country leaders began to get desperate. Another common theory was that it was a war to decide who got to monopolize and control the light bearers and thus, rule the world using their strange and often, powerful abilities that no normal human could ever do. To this day Essie wasn't sure which of the two were correct, or if there were hidden reasons for the war that she still hadn't yet discovered. It was probably a mixture of all three.
In a different world, she could have ended up with Callum, the two of them becoming a nice, almost decent couple. And Prissie, she could almost definitely become an actress if she wanted. Though only when she was alone, Essie did spy some times when Pressie acted in front of a mirror, to try and make herself a stronger, braver person. If she could get over that shyness, then she would have found happiness in her life. "Yui, can you thank that girl for me?" Essie asked, because she had a feeling she herself couldn't reach the Goddess, but the Immortal Girl definitely could. "For letting me come back, to give me time to sort through my thoughts before I have to die again?" All in all, Essie was happy for the chance to help right the world, for a chance to make a difference, even if it meant she wasn't going to get to enjoy the peace, that didn't matter to her.
Finally Stella finished reading and Essie said nothing but patted her on the shoulder, careful not to upset her handbag where the star tiara was carefully hidden in a pouch. "We should start heading back before they get suspicious." The more suspicious the adults were, the more questions they'd ask. "They might yell at us for being lazy and neglecting our duties." Or worse, the adults might start wondering if they were involved in Jellyfish and Daisy's disappearance. She moved the star to let it hover next to her. "Are you okay to move, Stel?"