Marichai

Forgiveness is not something Catilyn gives easily. She used to. Used to forgive every injury and every slight, every word and every blade, because that was what her father told her to do, and she could at least do that much in his memory. But her forgiveness found her imprisoned for a murder she didn’t commit, found her weeping over corpses, found her broken down and beaten.

Zurich cannot write nor speak elegantly enough to capture her thoughts, though she spends much of her time reflecting; over what some may find stressful to recall, Zurich finds comfort in remembering any joyful times with those she may have once claimed to love.

Everyone speaks to me saying that they wish I was how I used to be; those who don't develop a brand idea that they can fix me by breaking me to a point of fighting back. The only two who's support has worked, I personally feel, is my mentor Blince and my mate Bouddycca.