the turth it no longer thrills me

[scinlae]

If your greatest enemy arrived here and you had a chance to make them pay for all that they have done, knowing that their death will only be temporary, would you do it? Would you take the chance? Or would you let them live?

[ It frustrates her, not knowing what to do now that he is here. On the one hand she wants to kill him, she wants to make him suffer; for lying to her, for poisoning her, for ruining every one of her plans. (It was him! It was always him!)

Yet on the other hand... on the other hand she doesn't, some lingering feelings want to forgive him. But can she? Does she have the capacity to forgive him after everything? ]

Could you forgive them? For all the harm they have caused to befall you? For all the loss and torment?

I find myself at a cross roads with no idea where to turn, however I want to pose these questions to you Paradisa.

What would you do?

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[inafadingcrown]

I do not believe that, my lady, and I cannot no matter how you protest. There are very few who are past all hope and you are not among them. You cannot erase the past, but you might rise above it.

Yes, I would have you spare him- for your sake, if nothing else. It is in your power to show restraint, mercy, and compassion. It is not an easy thing. It is not meant to be. But I believe you have the courage and the strength for it.

Or you might do what is simple. Wallow in your anger and hate. Strike out at him; it will not ease your suffering and, in the end, you will be no better than those who have wronged you. You could be so much more, Morgana.

[scinlae]

Why should I show him mercy when he did not show me a sliver of it?!

[ For Morgana does not remember the look on his face, Morgana does not remember the way he held her as her throat tightened and her breath was ripped from her, she does not remember how much it hurt him to do what he did. To her it was a betrayal, clean and simple, he poisoned her.

She tires of this, tires of it quickly. Her words ring true but Morgana is too angry now to properly listen to them. ]

I do not need you lecturing me on what I already know, I am tired of it and frankly have no stomach for it!

Goodbye Galadriel.

[ AND SHE SLAMS HER JOURNAL SHUT. Oh my god leave her alone. ]

[inafadingcrown]

[That's alright. She's will just keep talking when she can and hope that some of it filters through over time. Because she cares, damn it.]