Greed and Grief
To whomever may be reading this:
Greed: it's something that is evident in everyone, whether they know it or not.
My heart is heavy with grief, ever since two weeks passed since the last time I saw my loved ones. But, is it even grief? Is it greed? I can't tell anymore; the two are so closely intertwined in my mind that I can no longer tell the difference between them.
It's been two weeks since I saw my family: two weeks to break them apart, two weeks out on the streets, defending myself. It's only been two weeks. It feels like a lifetime; one that I wish that I never have to live again.
I wish… those words poison my soul.
It's only been two weeks.
What if I told you I could grant any one of your wishes?
Thinking about my family brings up memories I don't want to see: loving smiles, gentle, guiding hands, warm hugs… and then senseless rage, broken promises, and fear-stained tears.
What if I told you I could grant any one of your wishes?
I was stupid, naïve, and completely useless… my family was climbing out of debt. We were turning our lives around… and then…
"I wish for my family to live in luxury!"
If you've paid any attention to me, you'll know why I resent making that wish, why I resent seeing Kyubey at my doorstep that day. If you still can't see it, let me tell you a little something: as a Puella Magi, my power is fire.
If you still can't see it after that… think harder. You can get it. I promise that, even though fire burns away at me, I will use it to protect you from Kyubey. What happened to me, and my family, will not happen to you as long as I am around.
Please, watch out for Kyubey. Don't let him… no… don't let yourself destroy the things in life that you love the most.
My Best Regards,
Skyla DiMoure.