A Selfish Thing
She was going to journey into the country of Fire, but she suddenly didn't want to. What if she met him there? What if someone recognized her and asked what she was doing there? What if?
Maybe some other day…
She sat under a tree holding a half eaten apple outstretched before her. Strange, how no matter how bright the outside was, how green or red it might be, the inside was always so pale and white. How inside they all look the same, yet they all taste different. Maybe the outside really does determine their qualities.
'Leaving was a selfish thing.' She thinks. 'But I'm not going to pretend to be strong anymore.' She argues. 'I'm not going to lie anymore.'
"But maybe it wasn't a lie."
She smiles and blushes a little. Surely that wasn't her thought. It must have been placed in her mind by her guardian. That being was her guardian she realized, here to protect her from herself.
But not from the rest of the world. Because maybe she didn't need to be protected from the rest of the world. Maybe she could do that herself.