lucy heartfilla / d1 / wip

I find myself as an astronomer. Not a fighter. Why do I find myself as one? I don't find blood and death such a pretty thing to tinker with and I prefer figuring out constellations and looking at the stars almost as if they're a mystery, and in most things they are. Nobody knows that much about stars. My nana always told me that stars were those who have died in the games and of other causes that still look down on the earth today, some are up to millions of years old, who knows? And she's one of those people who look down on us now.

I don't like to speak of my other family members. Or should I say my only other family member that had made my life miserable. You see, my mother had died when I was young and I never really got to connect with her much, I barely remember anything about her. My only other family member in which I regret knowing is my father. Ever since mother had died I never really had a good memory involving my family. Of course my nana wasn't dead yet so I had found myself spending a lot of time with her.

Though she was dying. Dying in front of me and I didn't even know. Suddenly after a week of no contact from her I learned that she died.