People are results. They are shaped by their past; some are stronger than their impulses, not letting them dictate what they become, others are far too inexperienced to know better than to let themselves get shaped by tragedy. Raven is one of those people. From a young age, there were expectation thrust upon her and all of her siblings; generation after generation, there was a lot of history attached to the Faulkner name and Raven and her other four siblings were expected to live up to those stories and add to them without ruining their last name’s reputation. Light magic was embedded in her family for centuries and, with it, came an amount of stories worth a few books. Raven’s young mind nodded her head, saw those words as facts and, unlike
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Despite that, she buried those feelings deep inside; from a young age she had been taught to use her magic for selfless things, to worship the gods and goddesses and love Mother Nature as it loved them; to choose the ones around her rather than herself and was taught how to try and keep peace at an all time high. How was she supposed to be one of the keepers of “peace” when she could feel a war inside of her that threatened to wipe out everything? Day after day, her mind began being warped by the fact that she wanted a freedom she thought she didn’t have; not in her family, not in her coven. That blind and unfounded belief that she trusted so blindly began influencing her traits. Raven went from a calm and rule bound girl (even if she did follow them reluctantly) to someone that her parents, and her siblings, surely didn’t expect her to become. Letting her mind be consumed by thoughts of her coven and her magic not being as promising as everyone had made it seem, her young mind didn’t see anything wrong with breaking a few rules, specially if she felt like she had been lied to, if she felt like she had been given an image of a life she would never have. And, when she had first had those thoughts, it had been like a trigger; her reality had changed in a blink of an eye, tricked by her own
Despite that, she buried those feelings deep inside; from a young age she had been taught to use her magic for selfless things, to worship the gods and goddesses and love Mother Nature as it loved them; to choose the ones around her rather than herself and was taught how to try and keep peace at an all time high. How was she supposed to be one of the keepers of “peace” when she could feel a war inside of her that threatened to wipe out everything? Day after day, her mind began being warped by the fact that she wanted a freedom she thought she didn’t have; not in her family, not in her coven. That blind and unfounded belief that she trusted so blindly began influencing her traits. Raven went from a calm and rule bound girl (even if she did follow them reluctantly) to someone that her parents, and her siblings, surely didn’t expect her to become. Letting her mind be consumed by thoughts of her coven and her magic not being as promising as everyone had made it seem, her young mind didn’t see anything wrong with breaking a few rules, specially if she felt like she had been lied to, if she felt like she had been given an image of a life she would never have. And, when she had first had those thoughts, it had been like a trigger; her reality had changed in a blink of an eye, tricked by her own