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The gun shakes in my hands. “Please see me, Tobias, please see!” Even when he scowls, his eyes look thoughtful, and I remember how his mouth curled when he smiled. I can’t kill him. I am not sure if I love him; not sure if that’s why. But I am sure of what he would do if our positions were reversed. I am sure that nothing is worth killing him for. I have done this before—in my fear landscape, with the gun in my hand, a voice shouting at me to fire at the people I love. I turn the gun in my hands and press it into Tobias’s palm. He pushes the barrel into my forehead. My tears have stopped and the air feels cold as it touches my cheeks. I reach out and rest my hand on his chest so I can feel his heartbeat. At least his heartbeat is still him.

queenrmills:

ouat meme: {3/10} characters
             ↳belle french:
Heroism. Sacrifice. You know, there aren’t a lot of opportunities for women in this land, to show what they can do; to see the world, to be heroes. So when you arrived, that was my chance. I always wanted to be brave. I figured, do the brave thing and bravery would follow”