She never judged us and when she did, we accepted it and took her word to heart. We changed because she made us better in a world of rot. She was beauty in a world of ugly. We looked after her and shielded her away from the ugly, ugly, ugly world. Or at least, what we could. We didn't know her when we first met her. We knew she was in trouble and we held onto her hand and shielded her from danger. Taking to her instantly, instinctually, like any good parent would.
We took care of her. We will always take care of her and shield her from all darkness. Outside and inside of us and others. We have to because she was the sister to our daughters, the sister to our sons, the hope to us all.
Daughter of the world.
Daughter of the world.
The landscape comes for you, bitter and unfurled. Come close for we will never do to you what we do to ourselves; we will protect you, we will guard you. Shield your eyes, honey, for we safeguard you. Cry if you wish, whimper if you must, we hold onto you tightly. We feel your pain and we wish it no more, we make the choices to defeat your pain at the highest cost we must pay. My mind, my body, my soul for you so that you may go-on.
Daughter of the world.
We embrace you, we coddle you, and raise you the best we can. We teach you the rules, the justices, the prices you may have to pay one day so that you may go on. So you may one day have a daughter or son of your own.
Please, daughter of the world, keep that hair short and remember us when we are gone. For we will never forget you.
(A/N: This was written and rewritten many times. I didn't want to uploaded it until I reached what I thought was perfection. There may still be grammatical issues and whatnot but I hope you enjoyed it. This was written when watching a compilation video on YouTube of many LPers who played through the first season and had the same heartbreaking, yet unique experience as only Clementine & Lee Evert could give you. I believe that everybody had the same reaction in some way and I wanted to give the game a gift in the only way I knew how. The gift of words. "I have no gift to give thee, but me and my drum."
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