Lyctorhood was family, I was told. We were to refer to our fellow lyctors as brother and sister, with God acting as a benevolent father. Even made us all sit down to dinner together. Watched him start to have a threesome with Augustine and Mercy, and it wasn't the first time. He didn't touch Harrow but he treated her special, like an actual daughter even though he was just a shitty of a father as my own. I was ignored by him, any time I asked him for help on something he just told me to figure it out on my own.
Then we get here and it's the same thing all over again. I'm the only lyctor here, and I don't even get invited for dinner or on the family camping trip or attuned to the wards.
I'm brilliant, I'm the greatest necromancer the Third has ever produced, I came at his invitation to become a lyctor, I've done things no one had done in ten thousand years, I gave up my home for him, I saved his fucking life over the man I actually liked who bothered to teach me things, and still it's not enough. I'm not enough.
I'm so tired of feeling Danny's obsession and Jem's need, their love, and all the family shit that I don't get to be a part of, like I'm the estranged daughter from another marriage that no one gives a shit about. And all I come back to is that I won't fuck him.
cw: incest
Lyctorhood was family, I was told. We were to refer to our fellow lyctors as brother and sister, with God acting as a benevolent father. Even made us all sit down to dinner together. Watched him start to have a threesome with Augustine and Mercy, and it wasn't the first time. He didn't touch Harrow but he treated her special, like an actual daughter even though he was just a shitty of a father as my own. I was ignored by him, any time I asked him for help on something he just told me to figure it out on my own.
Then we get here and it's the same thing all over again. I'm the only lyctor here, and I don't even get invited for dinner or on the family camping trip or attuned to the wards.
I'm brilliant, I'm the greatest necromancer the Third has ever produced, I came at his invitation to become a lyctor, I've done things no one had done in ten thousand years, I gave up my home for him, I saved his fucking life over the man I actually liked who bothered to teach me things, and still it's not enough. I'm not enough.
I'm so tired of feeling Danny's obsession and Jem's need, their love, and all the family shit that I don't get to be a part of, like I'm the estranged daughter from another marriage that no one gives a shit about. And all I come back to is that I won't fuck him.