Destroyer of Worlds (Gaia)
Helena Marionette stares off into space as she sits alone in her office looking out of her 80-storey building.
'Thalia has been complaining alot. Why doesn't she understand my position? Why doesn't she understand me? And she says I do not understand her?!' she thought to herself, sighing louder than usual. As Earth's leader, she musn't show any signs of weakness, any hint of fear, not anything that would jeopardise the planet. Not when you have the Alverians and the Raghuls eyeing on your planet, waiting anxiously for just one wrong move to disperse Earth into nothingness. Intuition tells her that war is inevitable.
'If the Alverians or the Raghuls were to come, we humans will not give up without a fight. I hope that one day, you would understand me because you are my family'.
She took out an empty sheet of paper and started to pen down her thoughts:-
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Feeling a little jaded with mankind. Everybody always wants to be understood, wants to put first, this and that yaddi yadda, 'ME! ME! ME!'. Where's the empathy? Is it only that the weaklings show empathy? Just because they try to empathise with the world that they are taken advantage of and made it seemed like a weakness. The feeling of being trampled over and over again. Oh, joy! It's annoying that it's so sickening. They just swallow in their pride and sorrow while crying silently in the corner. Do you even hear them whine? No, perhaps the world is just too ignorant to notice it. Or perhaps I should say, blind?! What about those who wanted to whine?! They do have something to complaint about, don't they?! Everybody have something they're not contented at, right?! Why is it that all their words are just muffled out by those who're just good at making a mountain out of a molehill.
You shut your mouth just for a puny hill? Is it worth it?
I don't know, it just seemed that what I'd to say is not important at all.
So you just agreed to be pushed aside?
Am I given an option!? Can I just shout out all my feelings without a single care in the world?!
You could.. But I try not to.
Why do you choose to tolerate all this?!
I've been doing it all my life that it had become who I am now. Been brought up with a 'your thought does not matter at all' way.Yeah, so just go ahead and mow all my feelings down with your bulldozer. I had a lifetime training for it. Bring it on!!
What would you give so that they would just open their eyes, shut up and listen?
Everything..
If it's sympathy you're giving me, then just save it for yourself. I don't need it. I know I'd hurt people sometimes but do they know that they have hurt me too?
But perhaps, it is me, not being understanding enough. It's a joke then, if I want the world to understand me.
I put on such good show that the world can't see the person behind the mask. Or would they prefer the mask instead?
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Reaching for the lighter in the drawer, she swiftly lighted the piece of paper. She threw it into an ash tray, watching it burn slowly. Now her thoughts will never be heard.