Imagine a wounded Moira being rescue by Mercy and realizing she got the whole angel attire not out of pride but because, in case she arrives too late, Mercy wants the injured ones to have a recomforting image before they leave this world
Meaning, where, try as hard as as you may, mistakes pile up, dissatisfaction in yourself mounts, & nothing you do bears any fruit? Where you’re driven to the point of wanting to throw in the towel & throw it all away. Nothings worth this much of a hassle, anyway…
That’s been the past few days for me, at least.
But, in regards to poor Jimbo here, I imagine it’s hard to fight the forces of evil when you can’t even fight the demons [or trolls] inside yourself.
Okay, so I know that some people are expecting some angst when Yang realizes that Blake didn’t come back for her, but consider this: Blake saw an entire room of people she knows and loves, but her focus and priority was Yang. She might not have come back specifically for her, but I bet that means something to Yang, that she was finally someone’s priority (and not just anyone’s but Blake’s). It might just counteract that, especially since Yang has no reason to think that Blake came back for her.
The closer I get to the ending of Transference, the better I feel about what I have planned for you guys. Thanks to all of you who have sent supportive messages and expressed your patience and understanding as I prepare the last three chapters. Because of you guys, I’ve been able to stay motivated and engaged enough in the process to write over 20k words in the last three weeks, which is miraculous for me at this time of year, and I’m even not finished yet. 😎
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