Yes. I've come to understand that much at least, while writing letters. People's hearts are so complicated and contradictory but they're all so very delicate.
[ Like Iris, proud and boisterous, but reduced to tears of pain and frustration by the wrong words. Like Luculia, who could smile and brighten any room with her kindness, except the dark and dingy one she and her brother shared.
And Violet thinks, that for as delicate as people's hearts might be, how much easier it seems for everyone else to be able to understand each other. Even through all the lies and contradictions. She feels a twist of something hot and poisonous in her chest that dissipates after a moment -- a feeling that Violet doesn't yet know to recognize as envy. ]
But there is still so, so much I've yet to learn. Perhaps... being here, with so many new people, will help me accomplish that.
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[ Like Iris, proud and boisterous, but reduced to tears of pain and frustration by the wrong words. Like Luculia, who could smile and brighten any room with her kindness, except the dark and dingy one she and her brother shared.
And Violet thinks, that for as delicate as people's hearts might be, how much easier it seems for everyone else to be able to understand each other. Even through all the lies and contradictions. She feels a twist of something hot and poisonous in her chest that dissipates after a moment -- a feeling that Violet doesn't yet know to recognize as envy. ]
But there is still so, so much I've yet to learn. Perhaps... being here, with so many new people, will help me accomplish that.