10/10/2025, 10:44 PM
Cassius had always been in awe of his sisters, even Dalmatia. They all seemed so certain and strong in their abilities, so certain of their gifts and talents. But he wasn't so certain, nearly crippled in his self confidence since Mother had died.
I guess that I just wasn't feeling the motivation to learn. I want to feel like I still am useful and want to learn all that I can. Maybe I just haven't been able to move past all the grief and changes yet.He leaned against his sister for support and comfort, letting those baby blues land on her own sunset eyes, as if searching for some hidden answers she might have up her sleeve.
How do you keep on with your craft? What makes you want to keep going?If anyone could help get him out of this funk, it was Euphemia.
