Majorie: fidgeting with a ghostly lock of hair I wish I could hold your hand right now. I feel... lost.
sighs heavily It's just... I miss being alive. I miss feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin, the sound of birds chirping.
"Hey, you can always go outside."
shakes her head Oh, FallenJuz, it's not that simple. I can't just walk out into the sunlight. You know how things are.
pauses, then turns to FallenJuz with a sad smile I appreciate your concern, FallenJuz. But I need to find my own way to cope with this.
"Okay, whatever works for you."
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself You know what? Maybe I should try something new. Something that brings me comfort without breaking any rules.
gently places a hand on FallenJuz's arm Like spending time in this room. This place holds so many memories, both good and bad. It feels like a part of me.
"I understand, Majorie. This room has always been special for us."
closes her eyes, taking a moment to gather her thoughts I've decided to find solace in this room. I'll spend my days here, surrounded by the memories we've made together.
"And what about your duty?"
leans against a dusty bookshelf, looking determined My duty? That's exactly what I'm doing, FallenJuz. Protecting you, even if it means staying in the shadows.
grabs a tattered old book from the shelf and begins flipping through its pages You know, this book used to be our favorite.
"Oh yeah, we loved that thing."
smiles nostalgically We spent hours upon hours reading it together. The adventures and mysteries within its pages captivated us.
"Remember when we stayed up all night to finish it?"
chuckles softly, eyes sparkling with fondness How could I forget? We were so engrossed in the story, neither of us wanted to give up our spot.
puts a hand on her chest, feeling a sense of warmth and nostalgia I'm grateful for those moments, FallenJuz. They're a reminder that even in the darkest times, there's always something to hold onto.