{"id":24655,"date":"2013-09-23T23:02:24","date_gmt":"2013-09-23T23:02:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/09\/23\/greensilvr-iamthefirechild-greensilvr\/"},"modified":"2013-09-23T23:02:24","modified_gmt":"2013-09-23T23:02:24","slug":"greensilvr-iamthefirechild-greensilvr","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/09\/23\/greensilvr-iamthefirechild-greensilvr\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"

greensilvr<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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greensilvr<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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Perhaps it was the empath projection, but he did feel\u2026calmer, with her there. \u00a0Like there could be time.<\/span><\/p>\n

“Yes, tricks and games. \u00a0And then what? \u00a0I have failed so many times, I will never be respected.” \u00a0He caught her hand in his own, curling his fingers into the connection as if he could absorb more of her warming presence.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“What you did, with Thanos, that wasn\u2019t a game. It was a grand trick, but it definitely wasn\u2019t a game.” She stopped for a moment, squeezing his hand gently, then went on, “Did you even tell them what you\u2019d done? Or did you let them all go on thinking what they\u2019ve always thought? It\u2019s hardly fair to expect respect when you keep secret the very things that would earn it for you.” Her own past unfolded itself in her memories, spilling from her lips.<\/p>\n

“It\u2019s hard for people who\u2019ve been around you all your life to see how you\u2019ve changed; they see it every day and so the incremental stages pass them by. When I was younger, I had a terrible temper \u2014 no, don\u2019t laugh, you didn\u2019t know me then \u2014 and I worked hard to learn to control it. To learn what control meant. It wasn\u2019t about \/not\/ feeling it, it was about what I did with it.<\/p>\n

“But I never felt like my parents, my family, saw that I\u2019d changed, that I was different. I felt like all I ever heard from them was \u2018hold your temper, Summer\u2019, \u2018don\u2019t get angry, Summer.\u2019 It\u2019s only been in the last couple of years, really, that my mom has acknowledged that I\u2019ve changed, that I got better.”<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

He listened to her silently, watching her history dance before him among the stars, feeling awestruck for a moment how anyone else could voice the pains that he never knew how to explain. \u00a0This woman who drifted among the realms, whom he had met only by chance, saw so much. \u00a0Had he ever felt truly connected to anything before this moment?<\/p>\n

“I tried to tell them. \u00a0I always do. But you\u2019re so right; no one wants to see. \u00a0Perhaps someday they will,” his voice was barely above a whisper. \u00a0He almost believed himself just then. \u00a0He really almost did. \u00a0He laced and unlaced their fingers, exploring the way they fit together.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“What matters,” she went on, voice a whisper, “in the end, is how you see yourself. It’s not easy. Gods, it’s not easy. To remove yourself from needing to know how other people see you.” She shifted over onto her side more, cupping her other hand over their interlaced fingers and looking at his face. “You’ve spent so much time knowing what they thought, and shaped by that, right? That you were not the same as — ” she hesitated, but plunged on, ” — as Thor, and therefore not as good. Different is bad, right?”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

greensilvr: iamthefirechild: greensilvr: Perhaps it was the empath projection, but he did feel\u2026calmer, with her there. \u00a0Like there could be time. “Yes, tricks and games. \u00a0And then what? \u00a0I have failed so many times, I will never be respected.” \u00a0He caught her hand in his own, curling his fingers into the connection as if he … Continue reading <\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,2220,3007],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24655"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24655"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24655\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24655"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24655"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24655"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}