Moonspear do you speak?

Her counterpart was of joy, seen through her confident strides while running through the earth, so wild and free. And so, unlike herself. She felt so trapped, so empty and contained, bounded by what she was born to, something Desdemona didn't ask! The regrets she shown, the ones who shared the same traits, the same fate, yet she did not help them in their needs. The world looked like a blurr, the spider could feel wetness cross upon her fur as the wind stole away the tears, but she was never fast enough to run away from them.

Desdemona wished she could change the past, protect the brother, and save her sister, to pay attention to her brother before he had left! He was there somewhere- cursing her and their heritage, just as she has done. Perhaps he was somewhere better, with family.. A family she didn't deserve. Perhaps her sister was the same, the lovely sister who deserved it all. Yet, her other brother, still laid in the earth. She should be there.

Why couldn't she be there.