Athena-centric, just some thoughts I was having.
She wonders when she first became so alone, or when she stopped talking. Between all the forced smiles and friendly grins, the failed heart-to-heart talks with friends that just keep diminishing, she wonders when she first began to freeze up. She can’t pin-point a certain time, but she keeps freezing all the same, growing colder and more distant, further away from everything else, becoming more and more lost with each iced-over heartbeat.
( her thoughts are her constant companionCollapse )