I was never anything but a disappointment to them. Never wanting the life they wanted for me. Never simply agreeing to the decisions they made without me.
After I was marked, and the Chantry labeled me a heretic I was disowned.
Perhaps that sort of acceptance is just not something I'm meant for.
[The next message comes quickly, as if he regrets sending the last one and wants to move on. (He does.)]
I had hoped to talk to him more, before he left, but I'm here now.
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I was never anything but a disappointment to them. Never wanting the life they wanted for me. Never simply agreeing to the decisions they made without me.
After I was marked, and the Chantry labeled me a heretic I was disowned.
Perhaps that sort of acceptance is just not something I'm meant for.
[The next message comes quickly, as if he regrets sending the last one and wants to move on. (He does.)]
I had hoped to talk to him more, before he left, but I'm here now.
There's nothing to be done about it.