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rainbowfic2016-08-23 07:38 pm
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Crimson #18, Paprika #14
Name: shadowsong26
Story: Don't Compromise
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Crimson #18. I'm Captain of this boat. NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!, Paprika #14. Make your own rules to live by.,
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Halftime: Lillith Faire Second Stage), photography, frame, brush (journeyman), acrylic, seed beads
Word Count: 256
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Nava
Warnings: Don't think so.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Nava is, as a reminder, Sola's daughter.
The best advice Nava ever got from her mother was this: Don’t compromise.
It took her a while to figure out what that meant. They were spies, after all, her and Mamma; diplomats and spies. Everything they did was compromise, for Uncle Andrell and Istell and the country as a whole.
But as time went on, and as Nava started doing more and more active work, it slowly started to dawn on her.
What Mamma had meant was: Don’t compromise yourself.
They had to pretend, with other people. They had to shape themselves to be what other people wanted, and that meant making someone else unhappy, and then having to clean up that mess. It went on and on in a neverending circle, even when everything else at court was going smooth. Or, at least, as smooth as it ever did.
So, Nava learned not to compromise. To know, deep inside herself, who she was and what she wanted, and to chase after that, at least in the privacy of her own rooms. It was part of why Mamma took lovers, she thought. Doing what she wanted, not just what she had to.
She admired Mamma for managing it so well. For being completely, wholly, uncompromisingly Mamma, no matter what the needs of the moment dictated.
Nava wasn’t very good at that yet, but she had time to learn, and learn from the best. In the meantime, when she got frustrated at the different things she needed to be, she just kept telling herself: Don’t compromise.
Story: Don't Compromise
'Verse: Feredar
Colors: Crimson #18. I'm Captain of this boat. NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP!, Paprika #14. Make your own rules to live by.,
Supplies and Materials: graffiti (Halftime: Lillith Faire Second Stage), photography, frame, brush (journeyman), acrylic, seed beads
Word Count: 256
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Nava
Warnings: Don't think so.
Notes: Constructive criticism welcome, as always. Nava is, as a reminder, Sola's daughter.
The best advice Nava ever got from her mother was this: Don’t compromise.
It took her a while to figure out what that meant. They were spies, after all, her and Mamma; diplomats and spies. Everything they did was compromise, for Uncle Andrell and Istell and the country as a whole.
But as time went on, and as Nava started doing more and more active work, it slowly started to dawn on her.
What Mamma had meant was: Don’t compromise yourself.
They had to pretend, with other people. They had to shape themselves to be what other people wanted, and that meant making someone else unhappy, and then having to clean up that mess. It went on and on in a neverending circle, even when everything else at court was going smooth. Or, at least, as smooth as it ever did.
So, Nava learned not to compromise. To know, deep inside herself, who she was and what she wanted, and to chase after that, at least in the privacy of her own rooms. It was part of why Mamma took lovers, she thought. Doing what she wanted, not just what she had to.
She admired Mamma for managing it so well. For being completely, wholly, uncompromisingly Mamma, no matter what the needs of the moment dictated.
Nava wasn’t very good at that yet, but she had time to learn, and learn from the best. In the meantime, when she got frustrated at the different things she needed to be, she just kept telling herself: Don’t compromise.
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