>>41527922>The city where anyone could be king... or at least that's what they liked to say. In truth, the only kings were the rich or the powerful - both of which could be earned, true, but the methods for taking it were vast, and many truly underhanded. Sarah was under no illusions that her typical profession was a darker one, but it paled in comparison to some of the people hiding in the underbelly of this false home.
>But even that was just a drop the ocean of the true terror. To suffer was to live, with the pleasures of a smile a rare treat amidst a sea of woe.
It doesn't matter where you go, I've found. Whether it's this city, Empyrean, or the distant shores and sands, the world threatens to take away everything you hold dear with every step you take.
>Moving over to the girl and crouching down to her height, Sarah's eyes betrayed much of her past - a hollow shell of a girl who had only been given light by a sacrifice of the highest order - but there was light, despite it all.
Running from these things and hiding from them won't make them go away, it will continue to creep up until it consumes you. You have to be willing to step into that darkness, to wade through the muck, while still standing proud as yourself
, not what the city made you, or them. Face it, walk through it - embrace it, even, so that it doesn't take what little you have left.
>A small tap of her finger to the girl's heart, a symbolic gesture. In truth, Sarah knew what it was like to lose oneself to the dark of the world, to fall to it completely - to lie, cheat and steal without concern, to kill and laugh at the power of taking life. It took the life of a man she had relied on to rescue her from that perspective, to let her walk through the filth as her own self and not what it had made of her.
I don't care how you do it. Fall as far as you feel you need to, but if you do, choose
it of your own volition. Walk in shadow not because the world put you there, but so others can stand in light.