Stereotypes

by plecostomus-of-justice

A series of Drabbles, best described as monologues. Challenging assumptions that are commonly made in WHR fanfiction, including my own

3. Amon

Amon

You look at me.

You look at me and think that I am cruel.

You wonder if I enjoy inflicting pain.

You are wrong.

I shall not allow my team to fail.

I shall drive them on, more and further every day.

I shall defend them with my life.

And I shall grant them merciful, swift peace when the Sickness overtakes them.

Yes, I shall give them peace, more than I shall ever attain.

I do not stand against them.

Instead, I grant them that one final gift.

It is a blessing to them, not an act of evil or cowardice.

I am not cruel, the weight of this responsibility I bear is heavy.

The road is long and my burden cannot be lifted.

I am not cruel, yet I cannot love as you think I should love, cannot feel as you think I should feel.

I can only bear my burden to the best of my ability.

And I shall