Z A H A T ' N I R A
The Lancaster-Imperieuse Cottage
Time. Time had passed. And time was yet to come. Only one thing seemed to be there forever, and that was time. Time's exactly what Lilith had had. She had felt suffering, pain, yet joy, peace, and most of all -- time. Everything she had nowadays was time.Which was heartbreaking. If you can do nothing with time, then why the hell do you need it? It seemed like the amount of time was inversely proportional with the amount of things to do.
And that was even more horrible of a thought. That's why she thought returning home, at least the place she'd once called home, seemed like a good idea. Mainly because then she could have something to do with her time. Not because she wanted to. Because two deaths and one life as a heartless sithspit had turned her into a person who could not quite feel love the way she had felt it before.
Sad. But that's how it was.
Now all she knew and wanted was dominion. And that was something she could definitely get, Force-sensitive or not. Seemed like a very good thought.
However, she knew Vitor couldn't be trusted with such knowledge. He was a poor soul who hated himself for what Lilith was. Which was only partly the truth. She would have gone to the Dark Side even without him, maybe just a little bit later.
Didn't matter a lot.
She looked at the door of the cottage. So simple. Just like she remembered it. Very little had changed in the outside of the place, only natives had started to avoid her more and more. The garden was a little bit more tended and looked really nice.
Although none of that matched her standards anymore.
She knocked.
Knock knock.
But she was in no hurry. Because time was all she had left.
[ [member="Vitor Imperieuse"] ]