Ok, I'm having alot reviews that want to know what is going on in this story. I know it's not a good piece, but I'm really not interested in that. I'm just writing, because that's me.
What's going on in this one-shot is, well, whatever your imagination has in mind. I made this, not because Keladry lost something specific, but because I wanted to. No supply and demand here folks, if you understand what I mean.
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She's crying.
Keladry of Mindelan, first known girl to earn a Knight's Shield, the first woman to prove that it is possible to walk through the Palace Gates as a female and stand proud in front of her door in the hallway of first year pages, is crying.
She's spent years of her youth, training the Yamanai Isles, learning to fight and control her emotions. But right now? You could only tell by the glaive and various shushukens around her rooms.
She's lying on the floor, her long hair cascading around her head, protecting her from the mirror, so she won't have to see the look in her eyes as she weeps for what is lost.
Slender, muscled limbs are akimbo and shaking in the wretched way that crying manipulates your body.
She doesn't care that people are proud of her, or that she made a difference to her country – even her known world – by defeating the 'Nothing Man'.
She has lost what hers, for a few beautiful months, washed away, was leaving her hating her body for it feels violated and abused. Hating herself for letting herself being carried away for those moments of bliss, love and happiness.
She has lost what was hers, she and her soul is paying it's consequences; ripping, tearing, fighting to survive and yet fighting to shut down.
She has lost what was hers, and she knows nothing like it could ever come her way again.
She was Keladry, first known girl to earn a Knight's Shield, the first woman to prove that it is possible to walk through the Palace Gates as a female and stand proud in front of her door in the hallway of first year pages.
Now she is just another broken woman, lying on the floor, crying for what was hers.