'Ugh, finally. I was starting to think he'd never leave.'
Awilix sniffled, then laughed at herself.
'Oh woe is me…'
But, in that odd experience of reflection, she felt she had unlocked a core understanding about herself — the first step toward finding her essence.
Rage, rampage, slaughter…
They were without purpose.
Whatever methods one tried to use to justify the act meant nothing.
True purpose came not in the act, but in the motive.
A motive to protect, but destroy.
A motive to build, but break.
A motive to…
'Change, but stay...'
Awilix pushed herself off the ground, looked up at the moon hidden by the sun's overbearing light, and began to dance.
***
"Awilix, are you dumb?"
"Huh?!"
"Why are you twisting that way? Remember what I taught you? Lefty loosey, righty tighty!"
"Oh. Oops."
The two girls had been traveling together for a little more than three years. And today they were celebrating Selene's birthday!
Awilix hated Selene at first.
