(OLD) Saturday: Quote Two Evils
Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before. -- Mae West
Sacrificing herself for them, for their lives, oh she was all too familiar with that -- her death wouldn't even end the Source's efforts, just end any opportunity she would have had, either to help her sisters or ... to seek something, anything in mortal life that was hers and hers own. She thinks of her mother, of Melinda Warren, and of the surely countless witches in between who died so very young protecting others -- before they'd even had the chance to live their lives. As much as she wanted to be with them again, as much as she was nauseated at the thought of the Source's plot, she didn't want to join in their fate; she didn't want "beloved sister and daughter" to be all that went on her grave marker. And she didn't want this new little sister of hers pulled right from mortal ignorance into the Source's scheme.
The Source said to her, the morning after her wedding night, "I have given you your life back, witch. You are grateful, are you not?"
Her soul screams within her, "Not in a million years, you arrogant bastard." Yet the evil beginning to seep through her veins and wear away the barriers she's constructed over the years prompts her to think, as she does bow, Cole's hand on her arm, "Yes. Oh, yes."
Sacrificing herself for them, for their lives, oh she was all too familiar with that -- her death wouldn't even end the Source's efforts, just end any opportunity she would have had, either to help her sisters or ... to seek something, anything in mortal life that was hers and hers own. She thinks of her mother, of Melinda Warren, and of the surely countless witches in between who died so very young protecting others -- before they'd even had the chance to live their lives. As much as she wanted to be with them again, as much as she was nauseated at the thought of the Source's plot, she didn't want to join in their fate; she didn't want "beloved sister and daughter" to be all that went on her grave marker. And she didn't want this new little sister of hers pulled right from mortal ignorance into the Source's scheme.
The Source said to her, the morning after her wedding night, "I have given you your life back, witch. You are grateful, are you not?"
Her soul screams within her, "Not in a million years, you arrogant bastard." Yet the evil beginning to seep through her veins and wear away the barriers she's constructed over the years prompts her to think, as she does bow, Cole's hand on her arm, "Yes. Oh, yes."