A Punishment Inherited From Time.

[yuiilindaos 158]

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Late post, my head is spinning, rarrr. >;(

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It is a hard decision to simply forget about your past, as dust flies over the wind. Memories and hearts, a place where you thought you would finally belong… But you were wrong. I was wrong, sure, this was meant to be.

 

To this day, I will no longer hold the name Vuiller, following the clarity that it no longer belongs to me, or my close ones. This was and is GOD’s will. - A hard decision, which with belief and, especially, pain, I am aware of taking. If it is not my place, if my close ones are not welcome inside this hold, then I hope to end up in oblivion, just like them, rebel for those who see me as one.  I highlight here the respect for my mother, which will make me keep the “Emilija” middle name, a source of constant pride and honor. Time has won it, however, I shall keep memories.

 

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As a last statement, here I say; I renounce any titles, inheritance, privilege or lack thereof the Vuillers last name could hold me. I am no longer an active and participative member of the Vuiller household, or its ideas or rules. I make explicit my direct support for the church and its culture, respecting the place I belong to, until death.

 

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   Signed;

Edited April 20, 2025 by yuiilindaos

[WhimsicalOwl 268]

"So this is what you were writing..." Lenora whispers sleepily, finding a fallen copy of the missive near one of the couches. 

 

"Proud of you, Lia, you'll always belong with us."

 

Following her whisperings, she snuffs out the candles - promptly falling asleep.