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when the dawn breaks

you will become whole

you are a disappointment, but this is nothing new to you. you've heard it all your life that you've grown used to it. you've accepted it. you are the heir to the mclain family. you are the prodigal son, the one who's supposed to take the reigns, to take control, to lead.[break][break]

you were the prodigal son.[break][break]

your parents want nothing to do with you. in fact, they've asked you to change your surname so many times that you've lost count. but you're a rebel, so you never did, and you never will. you hold it against them, use it to piss them off. their annoyance gives you enough satisfaction to dispel how much of a dick you are. and if that's not enough, well, there's always alcohol.[break][break]

despite all the shit you put yourself through, you are capable of great things. your abilities in physical combat exceeds that of others, and your marksmanship with a bow is impeccable when you're not too drunk to shoot straight. you approach things with confidence and aggression. you think you're the best. you think you're always right. it might not be the right attitude to have but it's lasted you this long.[break][break]

but you are your greatest enemy. you're lazy, aimless, arrogant, reckless, irresponsible, the list goes on and on. you don't have any goals to strive for. you wake up each day with a headache. you do your work sloppily, doing the bare minimum required of you. you'd rather be off drinking and partying than honing your abilities.[break][break]

one day you'll realize your potential. one day you'll awaken a new man. a new witch.