Elma thinking about life and stuff by snowflaketheicefox on DeviantArt (original) (raw)

Elma thought. She basically had nothing left to live for. Her future... was ruined.

Everything and everyone she fought for was truly gone, taken from her by this mass-murdering maniac, this... monster.

Her life, her dreams, her aspirations, it was all meaningless by this point.

Her mind cycled through the faces and names who could either be dead or missing. It was too much for someone like her to bear.

Now, she was a crying mess of a once sweet-and-innocent malino, muttering the names of everyone she knew.

Her tears were mostly dried up as the devastation, horror, and guilt of living while so many didn't remained within her.

For the first time in her life, Elma wanted to die.

But she also knew if she decided her own life selfishly, she would condemn those who Rinny hasn't reached yet.

If only she had been better...