fortress of tears.

The colours fade from the sky...

A fortress of tears will never hold, nor will a well if lies, produce any water. So she's understanding how she works a little better, one step at a time, one mistake every gain. It's the only way she can do it without the criticism that come with the stupidity. Some times she feels its more of a backward gain then a forward opportunity.

The secret to victory...

If there's time apart, there's always a issue. She feels faded... This time round it didn't matter because she couldn't care less anymore, no one else seems to really understand anyway. The one person that time shouldn't effect is against everything that she once thought was worth it all. Fighting doesn't work, ignoring the problem makes it worse, bringing it up causes old memories, sorting it never seems to be sorting it out, the problem gets bigger. It won't eat her up anymore. It won't effect her the way it use to. She's going to change to be victorious.

The violent path to peace...

Watch her change and don't complain. She's doing it to make things right, the only way she knows is right. This is her time, this is how she will be and if it's not going to work at least she knows that she tried, really tried. This is her violent path to peace, no wormholes, no weapons, no deaths, just her changing the things that once effected her. This is her peace.

The amazement of how it all seems to feel better...

The weight has been lifted off her heavy shoulders...

for now...

Inspired by;

Last night's disappointment and Farscape: Peacekeeper Wars.