( she says it like a promise. as though it's something she's able to keep, as though it's in her control, and maybe she thinks it is; maybe she can force herself to believe that if she promises this to Bellamy, she can't break it. like saying it means he can't die either, a promise for both of them to be there together, no matter what.
life is based on mortality and the fact that everything has an end, but Clarke doesn't want to think about hers, and she never wants to think about Bellamy's. unless her end is aligned with his, she wants no part in it, because one surviving without the other doesn't make sense anymore, not with everything they've done and been through together. she couldn't shoulder this life alone, she doesn't want to.
no matter how much she wants to simply enjoy the fact that they're alive, wants to just exist in this moment where they're in the room and alive and safe, she can't. she really can't. she stopped being able to do that in July. )
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( she says it like a promise. as though it's something she's able to keep, as though it's in her control, and maybe she thinks it is; maybe she can force herself to believe that if she promises this to Bellamy, she can't break it. like saying it means he can't die either, a promise for both of them to be there together, no matter what.
life is based on mortality and the fact that everything has an end, but Clarke doesn't want to think about hers, and she never wants to think about Bellamy's. unless her end is aligned with his, she wants no part in it, because one surviving without the other doesn't make sense anymore, not with everything they've done and been through together. she couldn't shoulder this life alone, she doesn't want to.
no matter how much she wants to simply enjoy the fact that they're alive, wants to just exist in this moment where they're in the room and alive and safe, she can't. she really can't. she stopped being able to do that in July. )
It was the Cult, wasn't it?