I am still here.
Or so it seems.
The dissolution left nothing but permanent scars; physical and emotional. It left me feeling as though I didn’t belong anymore; or did I ever really belong?
Only a kingdom.
Never a country.
It hurts to know that I am well and truly alone, stuck between the boundaries-one where West, Roderich and all of the rest of the countries rest, the other with the hoards of humans populating them.
I am neither.
You have no fucking idea what that feels like.