AnaiysSurana

"They just want to live, just as I do! Ghouls feel, just as humans!" "Humans aren't freaks of nature that eat people!" "You meant the world to me, Rabendā!" "Did I? You mean NOTHING to me." Those words hurt more than I thought they would. A month ago, we were lovers; two years ago, I was living on the streets, sae as usual, until she decided she would walk past me... I remember that day; her hair was shining like the sun, her golden hair flowing in the cool breeze as she strolled past me while I was sitting at a park bench. Her scent was sweet and soft, like freshly washed cotton; subtle, but still detectable. Instead of just ignoring me

Why do we have to hate? Why can't we just accept people for who they are? No one has the right to judge anyone. It's sad how many people use hatred to direct violence towards that designated enemy they have. When it's already been done to them. Why punish someone cruelly, words or actions, when you know for a FACT that the feeling is unbearable? Hopelessness. Emptiness. Suffering. Agony. Loneliness. Why the needless names? Outcast. Freak. Abomination. Monster. We are all just people.. Each of us, is a person. Know that, You're not alone. So many others feel like you do. Including me. So when you're tired of the dirty looks and the stupid lie

"I challenge you, Magister Danarius!" A young woman presented herself, clothed in the decadent robes of Tevinter society, instantly marking her as high as nobility. Perhaps a rank of the Pavus family or some other house?; Aquila thought as she watched on with violet eyes through her silver hair, head down. Slaves were not permitted to see unless ordered to, not able to speak unless allowed to speak, and so on. Fenris, her red lyrium warrior friend, had done the same. His hair was cut short, longer raven locks obstructing part of his view, the longer bangs hanging over his face, covering his green eyes. The crowd gasped in horror and excitemen