#ch:a great and terrible beauty

[thelionessrps]

"L’humanité souffre. Et je souffre avec elle." [humanity is suffering. and i suffer with it.] (lucy to colette)

"Oui," was all Colette could say for a moment. Things were just so hard and she couldn’t possibly fathom why. She felt that at any moment her heart would burst from all the pain, that her skin would turn to pottery and shatter. She felt fragile and weak and useless. 

"Luce-" she started, voice catching in her throat. "I-" she couldn’t make her mouth form the words she desperately needed to voice. Help me. Heal me. Save me. She felt a tear leak down her cheek and wiped it away angrily. She was tired of crying; it seemed that tears were the only way she could express the torment she felt. She was tired of feeling this way, of feeling at all. 

"I just want it to stop."