Lucina was eighteen
She was eighteen when her parents got married
She was eighteen when she was born
She was eighteen when the war against Grima was over
She thought her troubles would be over
Lucina stayed eighteen for eighteen years
She stayed eighteen as she watched her friends get married
She stayed eighteen as she watched her parents die
She was there for marriages, birthdays, and later, funerals
Lucina stayed eighteen for eighteen centuries
Laurent told her years ago that for every action, there was an equal, and opposite reaction.
Lucina wondered if this was her backlash for traveling back in time
For going against the natural ways of time, she was cursed
Now Lucina was timeless
Lucina lasted until Nah finally left this world
That's when Lucina realized that she had lost
It took many centuries, but Grima had finally won
Lucina was alone once again
The world in tatters onces again
Her fate had not changed; it was merely delayed
Lucina was eighteen when she thought she saved the world
Lucina was eighteen when fate proved her wrong
Lucina was eighteen when she lost all hope
Lucina was eighteen when she wanted to die
Lucina was eighteen when she never did
Some people say that when a person dies, they become a star in the night sky, to watch over you. There are no more stars in the sky anymore.
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This, coming from the person who's writing a story about flaming cakes.
I hope you were touched