gardens

Catra pushes open the doors to the war room, the quiet hush of hinges the only sound. She slips through the entryway, leaving the door open behind her. On the other side of the table, she stands watch over the room, palms turned upward and wings spread proudly.Queen Angella.The only person she can't apologize to.The one person she can't bring back.Tipping her head back, Catra looks to the woman on the wall. Her mural is beautiful - as is everything in Bright Moon. It was another thing Catra had never considered - the pure, sure beauty of the castle. After the war, she’d expected only smoldering rubble and collapsed junk, but the ruins shone proudly through the smoke even then.She crosses her arms over her chest, her gaze unfocused. The ice creeps through her veins at the thought of the lives she has ruined. The life she has taken.Catra takes a shuddering breath.// Mermista finds Catra at Angella’s mural and offers her advice.