Till We Have Faces-Melissa Faller

I am Orual. I am the first born, technically I am a lady, but I have never been treated as one. I am powerful and powerless but if I were to describe myself in one word it would be unfulfilled. That is until the day my younger sister was born. She gave me a purpose to live. Her name is Psyche she unlike me was born beautiful, so beautiful that the news of her beauty was spread through the city. Psyche’s beauty brought purpose to my life because with that beauty comes being naïve. I believe that it is innate those that are so beautiful to be naïve as well. I have not figured out for sure if those two things go hand in hand but one thing is for certain my sister was definitely naïve and needed me to take care of her. From her birth Psyche was always filled with joy, wonder, and optimism I attribute this to her appearance. She, unlike me, had it easy because she was so beautiful. As Psyche grew up she seemed different from everyone else I needed to be around her and I thrived off of our relationship without Psyche I felt incomplete. A few years later my Father sacrificed Psyche to the Gods. He and the rest of the two had gone crazy…believing that Psyche was a Goddess. I understood that she was beautiful but a Goddess, there are no such things. Even if there were Gods, why would they want Psyche, my Psyche?
As you can see Gods I being born of such unfortunate circumstances was not given the chance to understand the possibility of Psyche’s situation. It was not until Psyche was born that I was able to see the truth, the truth that the Gods did create this world. I knew from Psyche’s birth that she was created for someone something better than I, however in my selfishness I could not give her away. No matter what the circumstance, she was my piece of surrealism. She was my way of being something special, something better than the average person. She unlike me was destined for greatness and I am the reason that Psyche is condemned. I am the reason that Psyche did the Gods wrong and it is me, Orual that should bear the punishment. I not only wronged Psyche but I also forced others to not believe in the God’s powers and great abilities. And all of this was only because I wanted Psyche to myself.