"Don't hurt these people. I'll surrender and return to custody if you promise not to bring any soldiers here."
"Oh, Amelia... That's not why I'm here. If anyone asks, I'll simply tell them you escaped during the storm."
"But I thought... Then why did you-"
"I wanted to catch a glimpse of how you were handling dying alone in the cold."
"...What's happened to you?"
"Nothing's happened to me. I'm exactly as I've always been. The only one who's changed is you, Dear. You turned on me, and this is how traitors get treated."
[ this is kind of based off of a dialogue prompt i found on tumblr a while back. it's short, i know, and i should really find somewhere else to put it, but until i get my life together, it's going into her diary as an entry. i'm a sucker for revolutionary angst, and i knew if i didn't put this somewhere, i would forget about it all together. ]
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starry eyes
RandomIn every age of the world, there has been a leading nation, one of a more generous sentiment, whose eminent citizens were willing to stand for the interests of general justice and humanity, at the risk of being called, by the men of the moment, chim...
