Sometimes you want to believe people are something that they are not. And then, by the time you realize who they are, it’s too late.
What are demons, but reflections of our fears and shame? Things we bury within us, hide from loved ones, even as they poison our hearts. Until we finally heal our adversary by embracing it.
None choose to be born. Thus why we must never begrudge them being.[to Bastion]
It is human nature to crave connection, as it is also mutant nature to be heard, seen, to feel another soul finally seeing yours. Connection is a fragile treasure. One we sacrifice so much to maintain.
