Building Feelings

Robin

Sometimes, I care too much, Axel knows how to fight, yet I can feel my heart ready to escape my chest the moment I see him fighting those men. Axel receives three blows, and I want to jump in the ring for him and snap the necks of his opponents.

He loves his mother so much that he is willing to risk his life for her; I wish to have had that same devotion when my mother pushed me into that secret passage; unlike Axel, I’m a young girl back then, powerless and fragile.

Maybe I hate humans because I envy the rich culture of the family; they value family so much that it hurts. The only thing I don't have, is a completely happy family, and I’m robbed of my right to be a child loved and adored by my parents. It was late, but I didn't want to go home.

Axel doesn't know won't kill him, and I plan to roam around my old packhouse; if he catches me, I’ll say I’m here to pick my BMW bike back as easy as it seems.

I know I feel safe here. I grew up in the sacredness of the mountains, but hel