A Self-Study Within A Broken Mind

I came back after work, later than I intended. I wanted SOME entertainment after working all day, but it snowballed to ten at night, leaving me very little time to check in on Lila and Kara. When I entered the space, Tarne was already by my side, seemingly in the same exact spot where she was before. I wondered if she stood there silently watching as her two moms worked it out. I inspected the cube beyond the library space without saying anything. The walls were still intact, but the bubbles inside were gone. They had special rules to only exist in conflict to distance the two women in a brawl. I had not seen Fyntn around, and I was glad he was not taking Kara’s side in the fight like before. “Oh, hey,” Tarne said, and walked after me into the cube. It only kept Lila and Kara from passing through. They were sitting in the corners of the cube, apart. “What did you do to them, anyway? They seem so calm all of a sudden. Kara is usually very high-strung. She only unwinds when they’re in be...

I came back two days later after re-reading the beginning when I met Lila. She posed as a kid on a time-out for “bullying her brother”. Not knowing what she really did would have been better, but there was no taking that reveal back. We were both monsters in the end, but even those deserve some kind of comfort in the eyes of those who pose themselves as better. For some reason, I entered the library through the garden, and was very surprised to find Tarne there. She was sitting alone in the lush green, facing away, one hand propping her back up on the rock. I walked up, but paused when she made a specific sound. Without warning, beast made my body invisible just as her back arched, casting her gaze towards where I stood. Her face was contorted in euphoria, content in privacy of the garden while too obviously masturbating. I wanted to say something, but beast held me rooted to the ground, invisible. His cage was gone, no bindings holding him back. I put out a hand in my mind, and wore h...