There's quiet, for a moment, before, "...yeah. It doesn't feel like it should even be possible to be so tired."
It started out as just telling herself that taking risks with her own life was worth it if it meant saving other lives. That that's what heroes do, put themselves in danger and accept the chance that they might not survive.
And then the risks kept getting bigger, and bigger—more reckless, more pointless. Until even that thin veil of deniability fell away and there was just Ruby, the ghosts of the dead, and the tea. The ability to stop existing, right at her fingertips.
cw suicide talk
There's quiet, for a moment, before, "...yeah. It doesn't feel like it should even be possible to be so tired."
It started out as just telling herself that taking risks with her own life was worth it if it meant saving other lives. That that's what heroes do, put themselves in danger and accept the chance that they might not survive.
And then the risks kept getting bigger, and bigger—more reckless, more pointless. Until even that thin veil of deniability fell away and there was just Ruby, the ghosts of the dead, and the tea. The ability to stop existing, right at her fingertips.