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Vanessa never thought she would be begging to die. 

 

What went wrong? Walking through the house, so small it could barely accommodate all her children, she braided the branch of white flowers. - With each turn of it, the woman reconsidered one of her many mistakes.

 

 

Fear.

Upon seeing the bodies of her own parents, something has changed, she discovered the meaning of fear, the fear of losing someone. 

Most of her days became gray, but never a word was spoken about it. Anyone who dared to ask about her parents would receive an uneasy silence.

 

Silence.

When it came time to take a stand, Vanessa remained silent for so long she exploded onto the world stage. Many fights took place outdoors; and she never cared, Vanessa’s greatest fear was getting lost, to lose herself.

 No longer ashamed of anything, she met many people. One of her most fatal mistakes was to love.

 

Love.

Love kills faster than hate. Vanessa left everything behind for love, ever since the first person she admired. Whether they were relatives, children, spouses, or friends... She tried, and failed many times, to be seen as someone to be trusted. Saying things she knew she could not achieve, she lied to herself countless times.

Or rather, Nessa never lied, she merely withheld the truth

 

Lies.

I wonder how far lies can go. Trying to save her own skin from something she did not like, she lied. Promised a future she knew she did not deserve, longed for more than she had, but never found contentment. People did not find contentment in lies, imagine if she had been honest.

Her last and greatest sin was resentment.

 

Resentment.

Many say that holding grudges is harmful, Vanessa is now sure of it. Every mistake, every step she took, every thought... Her resentment was directed at herself. Everything she did not do, not eat, not say, travelled, visited… She failed to do what could have given things a different direction, a one that would have kept her coffin further away.

 

 

As she was leaving Petra, Nessa noticed something was wrong and knew she wouldn’t be returning. Leaving everything behind was one of the best decisions she had ever made. 

Or at least she hoped it would be.




 

Antônio

“I promised to continue our legacy. I have heirs,  I am sure they will carry our culture everywhere. sorry about this… I miss you. 

Hope I don’t run into you in hell. Please, tell me, is heaven cold?”

 

My Niece

“I apologize for putting you through this… And everything you went through because of me during your life. The last thing I wanted to do was upset you.”

 

Alma, Mattea and Finnean

“Ah, my friends.

I will miss the three of you when I leave… Alma, your eye is better, right? - The streets are not safe anymore… 

Thank you for making Petra more than just a city, but a home. I apologize for not having taken more advantage of it.”

 

My children

“The day my work in life is finished… I will take care of you in spirit. I hope to see all of you grow up, working, married… 

If anything happens, stay with Siegfried. Don’t leave. He will take good care of the family.”

 

Siegfried

“I love you more than anything, to the moon and back… Our problem has always been loving too much. I am sure many people envy us.

I trust you to take everything forward. My culture, the family, the love we had… 

Fights are worth it, after all.”

With Love,

Vanessa

 

Spoiler

 

OOC:

It is hard to write this after 463 days playing Vanessa.

If I forgot you, I apologize… There were many walks, more than 5 cities have become home. - I want to thank Wonderland_Boy for giving me the opportunity to write a character that represents my culture, my soul. This woman represents only a few fragments of a country formed by faith, flowers, samba, beaches, smiles - not always happy ones, but usually showing hope for a better world. 

Vanessa also represents those who have not spoken for themselves. Those who worked early, teenagers who have thought about running away, people who gave up on everything because of love, including their dreams. - She made it clear that dreaming was her greatest weakness, yet she embraced it, nonetheless. 

Nobody wants to live an empty life, with an empty heart… Or a hole in its place. The day Vanessa gave up, she was certain she had felt too much, felt so much she ended up feeling nothing at all.

 

Thank You.

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And many others...

 

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Ah, meu Deus, eu sei, eu sei

Que a vida devia ser bem melhor e será

Mas isso não impede que eu repita 

[a vida] É bonita, é bonita e é bonita

“O que É o que É?” - Gonzaguinha

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As Vanesa’s soul reached the Soulstream, a familiar voice echoed through its infinite expanse

"Nessa?" a man called out, his tone firm at first, yet softening the moment he recognized her

"Eu realmente senti sua falta..." he said quietly, his steps slow and steady as he approached. His untidy hair remained just the same, as did the tattoos upon his skin, and those striking blue eyes. With the same calloused hands she once knew so well, he gently placed them upon her head

"Venha... tem muita coisa e gente que eu quero te apresentar..." he continued, giving a small nod of his head before turning, hoping she would follow him toward someplace better.

"E para responder a sua pergunta..." he said, glancing back over his shoulder with the faintest smile.

"...o paraíso, na minha opinião, parece mais uma praia ensolarada... que nem a gente tinha em casa

 

Spoiler

Girl... i miss rping with nessa so much... it was fun to gossip with her so often...

 

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The young von Schwanstein heir, a spitting image of Vanessa, quietly weeps in his room.

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Konrad had been recovering from a dance of blood and ash when the letter found him a feeling of horror and regret consumed him.

 

five years warded  

 

five years away from his mother

 

valuable time lost cause of his own stupidity and foolishness.

 

Alas all he could do was weep.

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Eloir Drakon felt a change in the soulstream, a familiar warmth as fragmented memories rushed back to him.

 

"Anyone but her.."  The Fallen Fenn lamented for his adoptive mother before all fell silent.

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“What lesson shall I teach the boy. What is the right course of action?”

 

Vivien began to ponder this, as she rinsed a ring in which she has been working on for a while now. 


“Is he unfit, is his rage going to be his doom, or his zealotry?”

 

Then a simple knock came from her Hatch, she then saw a tiny head from a girl pop out. 

 

“I’ll be right there soon honey.”

 

Vivien bid before looking to the set of rings. Something inside her stirred almost worryingly.

 

”I promised your parents I protect you all, I feel as if I am failing, but I shan’t give up either.”

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Silvia her first daughter resting in the seven skies glanced toward the new arrival, she gasps then stood and ran "Madre!" she started to cry and then arms went to hug the woman never wanting to let go.

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