Okay, everyone. Here's my entry for the Tribute. I hope you like it.
It's a stream of consciousness taking place in Margurite's head as she is talking to Thane that first time in Huerta.
I have to say now that I deliberately didn't read Emerald's post, but from what I can gather, it may be similiar, but I don't know. I tried to avoid everyone else's posts to avoid that. In fact the only one's I've read are Cosmo's and Moira's and that's because they asked me to go over them for them. So if it is similiar, or a blantant ripoff, I'm sorry Emerald. I tried not to!
Anyway, here it is:
How could you do this to me?
You promised me you would fight this. You promised me you
would fight for us. You promised me you would stay by my side until the fight
was over, and we had either won or were left trampled in the dust. Well, the
fight is not over, but you’ve left me anyway.
Do you think it’s better this way? Do you think it will be
any easier out there without you by my side? Do you think pushing me away,
throwing away everything we were together, is really the best option for us
both?
Or are you still trying to protect me, even if it’s only
from bad memories? You always have before, whether it was from a stray bullet
or even my own mind. Are you still doing it? You have to be, because the
alternative is something I can’t even consider.
Or… was it really my incarceration? You have to know that I
didn’t go willingly, whatever I told Hackett! Why would I, when I had you
waiting for me? When we had so little time left, why would I jeopardize it any
more than it already had to be?
You have to be here. I get that. I understand. I still think
that Chakwas could take care of you, but if you feel that you need to be here,
to be with your son, I can respect that. But, damn it, Thane, why does that mean
you have to push me away? You are the only thing that keeps me going. The
thought of you, that you were out there, somewhere in the vastness of space,
was the only thing that got me through that debacle of a trial and my
imprisonment. You said you wrote to me. Well, I wrote to you too. Every day. If
I couldn’t see you, or hold you, at least I could write to you. Though, I have
to think that you didn’t get them either, or we wouldn’t be here, our
relationship in tatters, and you sitting there, calmly looking in my eyes,
telling me that what we had was ultimately worth nothing.
Do you know what was in those letters? Everything!
Everything I felt during our fight against the Collectors, how confused you
made me when we first met. How… how I fell in love with you, a strong,
kind-hearted man, the first man I had ever met who wasn’t star struck by the
legend of Commander Shepard. You turned my world upside down, sent me spinning,
and then picked me up and set me right again, but you took half my soul with
you.
Please, don’t do this. Don’t throw us away. I can’t do this
without you, not anymore. Everyone else may rely on me, but I rely on you, on
your words of wisdom whispered to me in the dead of night, on your rifle at my
back, on you in my heart.
Please, I’ve never done this before, but I’m begging now. Don’t
abandon us. No matter what happens, we can make it work. Please just say you’ll
try!
I love you, Thane, with all my heart. Now and for always.