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Character Development Anon! Does Irida Keep A Diary? If So, What Is The Biggest Secret In It?

character development anon! does irida keep a diary? if so, what is the biggest secret in it?

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Character Development Anon! Does Irida Keep A Diary? If So, What Is The Biggest Secret In It?

Irida does indeed have a diary ━ Though, in part less in the way you’d expect.

The diary is less intended as a diary, and in part as a biography. Irida has lived with the knowledge that should she become clan leader, her decisions or the lack of them will be overviewed and scrutinized and she will be in the clan’s history as a leader until the new leader is chosen and slotted into her place in the future, more than likely from her death. She knows this well, and lives with the pressure of being in such a role and such implications. It’s led her both to document her decisions, speak of her feelings and thoughts in ways she couldn’t share with others for various reasons ━ be it her connection with Palkia, the at times tenuous relationships she may have with individuals, or simply finding it best to not bring it to such ears ━ in a one-half conversation to someone who may, in the future, read back what she has written and cannot answer already knowing by then how her history has played out before it has graced her eyes, and offer advice to an unknowable eventual other, hoping, desperately, that it may aid, and that it may bring understanding between herself and they in a gap she cannot cross, only see.

She writes within the pages half as a diary, personal and close kept and honest to the point of agonizing, the relentless bouncing off nothing that one’s thoughts with nothing to rebound off of comes to in the sentences like a foundation of the ink and paints she uses, and half as proof she has existed at all, and asking, gently, within every sentence that they understand, that they do not hate her, that they know that she was much too young then, much too young now, and asks that they do not scorn her for her knowledge, and neither undermine her capability even with her learning, but simply resolve that she was someone. someone, and someone doing the best they knew to do. someone, and nothing less. someone, and nothing more.

her biggest secret is the fact she is afraid, and it is laced throughout these papers. her fear does not know the meaning of volume, but it knows how to encompass, and it knows how to stretch, and it covers the land for miles. her fear is a film upon the diamond clan and what may come to be. her fear is herself and her capabilities and her wardens. her fear is her people and the Pokemon they share the land with. her fear is her God. her fear is the God she thought it was, but wasn’t. her fear is the fact that this gap can only be seen, never crossed, indefinitely. her fear is to be forgotten.

it is laced throughout these pages, words too selfish to utter, but too heavy to carry. her final pages are apologies. her final pages are gratitude. her final pages are sincere to the point of simple request.

━ ❛ Understand I was like you, as you are now, as you will become, as your past was. Understand that I have walked the grounds you walk, touched the land you’ve touched, swam the sea you’ve swam. Understand that the space you share is sincere and valuable. Understand that time is neither meant to be wasted. Understand that creation can never be an error, only a result, and it is one that is beautiful. Understand that the life you live now will be equally irrecovably different, and simultaneously unchanged from the one I am living now. Understand that I want you to live well. Understand that you do not need to live better than any other, understand that this is an impossible goal. Understand that you must only live to what you are able, lead to what you can, love who you feel is right. Understand that you have limitless potential in simple existence. Understand you do not need to be loud to be unimaginably meaningful. 

Understand that you are a person, and as am I, as am I, as am I. ❜

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