Putting Things Together

She noticed his pain now seemed constant, she couldn't ignore it. "Are you okay? I mean... You seem to be in a lot of pain." She said a bit concerned, but not using that tone of voice since they were merely aquaintances and she wasn't the kind to overeact in a situation. She did hope he was okay since that was only instinct to.

She was still a bit concerned and deep in her eyes she showed it. She looked at him unsure how to begin or where to begin. "Well... It's hard to explain, so I guess I'll have to start from square one." Her past was fuzzy she tried to pick out the memory that she could remember. "Well, I was born and raised in Antiquilla or so I think... You see, well." She sighed, "I don't understand it... I recently have kinda..." She stopped. She felt so confused her past was like a bunch of weird nightmares and dreams and now she only knew that she was alive and at Starlight. The rest was a jumble of things.

"I don't know what's real or not anymore... After coming to Starlight everything's been messed up in my mind." She paused, "I came here sure of my past, sure that I was born and raised in Antiquilla, but then I met some people who were sure I was from here. They even knew about my birthmark, I told them that they must be mistaken, but... recently dreams of places and people as if memories are in my head." She said a confused and annoyed, yet sad look on her face from the whole ordeal.

"And then a few odd things happened only making me more confused and I don't know..." She sighed, thinking about the wound that she didn't know how she got nor why it wasn't healing. She wondered if she should tell anyone about it or if she should just keep it to herself. It sometimes hurt worse than others, she managed to find a way to keep it from bleeding too much. But it seemed to have no intention of healing.

"I brought nothing of my past with me, it wasn't the best past or what I remember of it. The only thing I have that seems to bring back memory or something is..." She looked at him and slowly sighed lowering her left corner of her shirt showing a odd looking wound in her shoulder. It was round like a gunshot wound, yet some odd looking pattern seemed to be around it was the color of dried blood. But yet the wound itself was unhealed and bleeding slightly."I don't know how I got it, I don't even know why I got it but all I remember was a woman and darkness and the pain of something piercing, but I was in a cottage and it seemed to only be a dream and the cottage was empty." She covered the wound back up.

"Everything lately has been so strange, I don't understand why. I didn't want to tell anyone about the wound seeing as I have no clue how I got it in the first place. I'm so confused I keep trying to piece things together, but each time I come up blank." Her heart saddened she wanted to cry almost, but kept it in. Everything that was happening seemed so out of the blue, she hadn't even made friends in the academy and yet she seemed to be in a worse situation than having friends that would betray her. She looked at the trees trying to keep her mind off her troubles for a second so she didn't lose control of her emotions. She thought about his pain and his still listening to her and managed to control herself seeing he was putting up with pain just to talk to her.

"I'm trying to... but no such luck..." She looked down, "I don't know what to do, I first was going to ignore it, but now it seems impossible to. I want the answers, but I don't want to waste my life looking for them. Even though I barely have one." She said the last part more in a whisper, she truly did nothing but train and think. She needed to figure things out, but yet it was so hard to figure things out.

She looked at the woods and sighed, wishing all her problems would melt away on a cloud. She felt a breeze and her spirits lifted slightly, the wind was her only friend that never left her. She put out her hand and caught the wind for a few seconds then let it continue on it's way. She liked the way the wind would tickle her hand for the seconds she held it.

She nodded, "I guess that's the only thing I can do right now until I find out more." She sighed lightly, she wanted so much to not have to deal with the whole ordeal, but with the wound it was rather hard to forget about it. He was the only person she told the whole ordeal to, she knew it was foolish to tell a complete stranger. But he was there at the time she needed to talk and she needed to tell someone about it. She wondered what would happen in her future, if she'd ever find her answers.

"I don't know... I mean, as it is I barely know what's going on. Chances are they won't either." She looked down leaning against a tree behind her, she leaned in such a way her hair didn't get caught or messed by the bark of the tree. She looked around the woods, she thought about the feeling she felt when she got the wound. As she thought about it, it started to pain. She sighed she hated the fact that everything seemed so hopeless. She felt so angry and confused and sad inside from it all, she was finally finding a somewhat normal life from her messed up past and now it was even more messed up than it began.