Post by Katherine Pierce on Oct 27, 2014 11:34:59 GMT -6
Katherine stretched, pulling her earbuds out of her ears as she pushed her front door open. Running the streets of New Orleans was much more satisfying than running along the stairs of Klaus' compound. She paused briefly, frowning at the pile of mail on the table next to the door. She didn't remember getting the mail this morning, but she had also been more than half asleep when she had left today.
Wrapping the cord of her earbuds around her phone, she jogged up the stairs. Pushing the door open to her room, she tossed her phone onto her bed, reaching up to pull the hair tie from her hair. She winced slightly as it snagged on a tangle, and then ran her fingers through her hair to scratch along her scalp. A sigh of relief escaped her lips at the sensation and she turned around. She stilled a moment later, a frown tilting her lips.
"Now I know for a fact that I didn't put that there," she muttered. Slipping the hair tie around her wrist, she rubbed her palms together as she advanced towards her desk where the pear lay sitting on top of an envelope. She picked up the pear with a concerned expression, expecting it to attack her at any second. She tapped her fingers against it, resisting the urge to bite into it. Pears had always been one of her strange weakness.
She picked up the envelope, frowning at her name--her real name scrawled on the front. She placed the pear back down on the desk, and opened the envelope. She pulled the letter out, tilting her head slightly as she unfolded the piece of paper to get a good look at it.
Wrapping the cord of her earbuds around her phone, she jogged up the stairs. Pushing the door open to her room, she tossed her phone onto her bed, reaching up to pull the hair tie from her hair. She winced slightly as it snagged on a tangle, and then ran her fingers through her hair to scratch along her scalp. A sigh of relief escaped her lips at the sensation and she turned around. She stilled a moment later, a frown tilting her lips.
"Now I know for a fact that I didn't put that there," she muttered. Slipping the hair tie around her wrist, she rubbed her palms together as she advanced towards her desk where the pear lay sitting on top of an envelope. She picked up the pear with a concerned expression, expecting it to attack her at any second. She tapped her fingers against it, resisting the urge to bite into it. Pears had always been one of her strange weakness.
She picked up the envelope, frowning at her name--her real name scrawled on the front. She placed the pear back down on the desk, and opened the envelope. She pulled the letter out, tilting her head slightly as she unfolded the piece of paper to get a good look at it.
"Katerina, For over a thousand years I have watched the world change as I remain the same. For over a thousand years I blend into the background of life and watch it pass by my very eyes. I have seen such wonders in life that I cannot explain as I fear words are not enough to express such a vision. My life means of no importance to some, but to others it is of greatest value. But yet I fear my that my time on this earth will come to an end. The whispers on the wind astound me with great wise words that I seek great comfort in. But alas I find myself doubtful on these words. For over a thousand years I find that I doubt myself yet I do not fear what I ought to. For life has changed my perception in life.
That very night that I was introduced to an innocent young girl. Her spirit and soul gave me hope for a new world. But yet I stand in fear of my brother. A brother whose heart is broken by darkness and pain. Immortality has ruined our family, no attempt I make can mend it. But I fear myself broken, until someone once told me that love is worth living for.
For so long I distanced myself from that emotion, attachment, yes I was drawn to you and I could not understand why. But it was your heart that drew me in like a moth to a flame. I allowed myself to love. Love, the greatest gift of all. A gift that you gave to me yet I find myself unworthy of a love so great. Blinded by the light that shone in your eyes that perhaps, in time, you will remember. Perhaps one day we shall meet where the winds take us and we shall not fear what lays ahead of us.
So yes, I'll leave without a word, because there are no words.
Elijah Mikaelson"
That very night that I was introduced to an innocent young girl. Her spirit and soul gave me hope for a new world. But yet I stand in fear of my brother. A brother whose heart is broken by darkness and pain. Immortality has ruined our family, no attempt I make can mend it. But I fear myself broken, until someone once told me that love is worth living for.
For so long I distanced myself from that emotion, attachment, yes I was drawn to you and I could not understand why. But it was your heart that drew me in like a moth to a flame. I allowed myself to love. Love, the greatest gift of all. A gift that you gave to me yet I find myself unworthy of a love so great. Blinded by the light that shone in your eyes that perhaps, in time, you will remember. Perhaps one day we shall meet where the winds take us and we shall not fear what lays ahead of us.
So yes, I'll leave without a word, because there are no words.
Elijah Mikaelson"
Katherine slowly lowered the letter, realizing only now that at some point she had moved to sit down on the edge of the bed. She was confused. What in the hell was Elijah going on about? The Original had finally completely snapped. There was no other explanation for it. She had no idea what Elijah was talking about, and yet she felt a pain in her chest. She brought her hand up to press against her chest, her lips tilting into a frown. The nagging feeling like something was extremely wrong coursed through her, and she blinked suddenly as she felt something wet against her cheek.
Raising a hand she brushed her fingers against her skin feeling the wet trail of tears. Her eyes stung, and she stood suddenly, letting the letter fall to the ground as she shook her head violently. She rubbed the heel of her hand against her eyes and let out a frustrated breath. Why was she crying? This was a good thing.
But then...why did it hurt?
Raising a hand she brushed her fingers against her skin feeling the wet trail of tears. Her eyes stung, and she stood suddenly, letting the letter fall to the ground as she shook her head violently. She rubbed the heel of her hand against her eyes and let out a frustrated breath. Why was she crying? This was a good thing.
But then...why did it hurt?
