~Rights and Rites~

Deianira Moss was a quiet, stay-in-the-shadows type of girl. As far as anyone knew, she always had been. She was studious and intelligent, but her boldness was undoubted. She was dependable in an infallible way. She went marginally unnoticed until someone needed her. Then she became Dependable Deianira, always there to lend a hand to anyone who asked, no matter how they treated her once she was unneeded.

The seventeen year old brunette knew that she should have been offended by the way people treated her, but she just couldn't find it in her to care. Deianira was never one to care much for the opinions of those around her; they knew nothing of the circumstances under which she was acting. Even those very very few who did know of Dei's life could no longer hold their judgement of her over her head. It couldn't matter to her, because too much depended on the brown-eyed girl. Too many people, too many lives, were dependent on Deianira Eleanor Moss for her to care what others thought of her.