Post by Clarke Griffin on Mar 30, 2017 17:23:21 GMT
@finncollins
Clarke was numb. As she moved, walked or whatever it was that she did - she wasn't even sure - she made next to no sound. Her mind still raced. It as one lever, one thing so simple, so insignificant again and once more it meant the death of hundreds of people. How many lives were on her conscience now? The first hundred were defense in a war, something she could rationalize. The next hundred was... well she was weak, she listened to seduction and that was it. Looking back she had around 140 other options, some concluding with her saving people. More than just those. In Mount Weather her hand was ultimately forced. Again there were options, but most were declined. Her hand was forced. And now she knew she was a murderer.With that knowledge she made her way to a very hidden place. When Clarke saw the spring, she knew she was there. Hidden beneath thick foliage the cliff gave way into a cavern. Inside she already saw the light of fire. In a giant trick they had managed to save Finn - only two people aside from Clarke knowing the truth - exiling him to this cave and the surroundings."Finn?" She asked tentatively. She had told him she wouldn't be able to see him. So this was out of the usual. This was not planned.
