Another SCENE!!!! Any thoughts y’all?

[Anonymous]

@lydia-s. WELCOME TO THE FANCLUB!!!!!!! 😉

Yep, very encouraging! XD

YES! GRIMM’S FANCLUB!!!!! Yes, poor Guy. *cries* :'<

 

 

[Anonymous]

@gracie-j. @elishavet-pidyon. @starshiness. @lydia-s. @koshka.(since he’s in our thing together. XD)

I have a scene for y’all with EZRA! I’m not gonna talk, so just, here y’all go!

Ezra slowly sank to the floor.

Man.

American.

Christian.

Officer.

Pilot.

Total failure.

The plane had crashed and killed half the crew.

Killed Yoshua, his best friend in the entire world.

And it was all his fault.

He’d surrendered to civilians.

They had been elderly men, elderly women, mothers, and young kids. But that wouldn’t change people’s thoughts.

Wouldn’t change their opinions.

Wouldn’t change what they would say.

Maybe they would consider him a disgrace.

Whether he was or not, he’d learn to live with it.

He had to live with unacceptance his whole life.

No one ever had accepted him for who he was, other than his family.

His community, other than those that knew and loved his family, puffed their chests out at him.

They raised their heads and walked on as if they were someone better.

He was used to being an outcast.

To whites, he would always be black.

To blacks, he would always be white.

Yep.

Ezra had never been welcomed anywhere.

He’d learned to live with it. He’d learned to accept it.

And more than anything, he’d learned that if no one wanted to accept him, then maybe he was better off never trying.

He would never earn their acceptance.

He would never earn their love.

So why even try?

They would never accept him.

Especially now.

Yoshua should have gone home to his family. He was always so loving, so compassionate, so honest, so loyal, so forgiving, even to those that hurt and abused him.

Ezra should have been the one to die.

Maybe everyone had been right.

What was he other than a disgrace?

What was he other than a failure?

What was he other than a “half-breed”?

What was he other than a mistake?

What was he other than something that should have never been born?

“Don’t you dare let them get to you. You are a treasure, sweetheart. And don’t you dare let anyone else convince you different. Understood?”

His mother’s voice in his head forced tears to fall.

Three years.

Three years since an eighteen-year-old kid enlisted in the Air Force and ran away from home.

Three years since that kid had argued with his family.

Three years since that kid had made his parents cry.

On Decembet 7th, 1941…a boy became a man.

But a part of Ezra still ached for his mother’s arms to wrap around him and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

A part of him still ached to sit beside his dad and have his dad explain how faithful God is.

A part of him still ached to hear his parents say just how much they, and God, loved him.

A part of Ezra still felt like a lost little boy.

 

My poor boy! 😭😭😭

[Anonymous]

Y’all! Y’all! Y’all! This one made me cry. I wrote a longer, lengthier one a long time ago, but y’all, I love this one even more. When I got to the end, I cried. Not from sadness, but joy. I love these two so much! 🥰😭

Leon sank into the chair with a sigh. He wiped the sweat from his brow. Claps and cheers still rang in his ears.

But Leon gave all the cheers to God.

Because Leon knew, after everything, if God hadn’t stepped in, Leon certainly wouldn’t be here. He would probably be dead.

But here he was…sharing his story. His testimony. To anyone and everyone that was willing to listen.

A man had offered him the auditorium to share his story. And since it was evening, Leon had also been given a room to stay in. But once morning came, he was going home to his kids.

“Thank you, God. For everything.”

A soft, quick knock sounded. Leon stood. Adjusted the papers on the desk and his shirt. “Come in.”

“I didn’t know if you would still be here…”

Leon looked up.

Riker.

The man he had once hated more than anyone else.

The man he had blamed for Aadelheide’s death.

The man he had held a knife up to and made him promise to never step foot inside Leon’s house again.

Leon wanted to ask why he was here.

But something inside him told him not to.

“I came to…apologize. One last time. I’m going to turn myself in. I’ll take whatever punishment they give me. I deserve it. I won’t blame anyone when I go to Hell, but,” Riker took in a deep breath, his gaze fell to the floor, “I came to apologize. I don’t expect nor deserve your forgiveness, but I’m sorry. I did horrible things to you and so many others. I can’t apologize to many of them because they’re dead. But Leon, I’m sorry. I’m so…so sorry.”

Leon blinked.

Riker was apologizing…again?

A surge of emotion flowed through Leon.

Sweet and wonderfully…peaceful.

It took him a moment.

It was strange to feel after all this time.

But it was one thing.

Forgiveness.

“It’s okay Riker. I forgive you.”

Riker’s gaze shot up. “…What?”

“I’ve killed people too. After the war…I basically hunted after Nazi’s. I killed many of them. Blood stained my hands too. But I know the one person that can wash them clean. And God has washed my hands clean. You’re not the only one that’s made mistakes. I accept your apology, Riker. And more than anything, I forgive you.”

Riker’s knees hit the floor. “I hurt you. All the things I’ve done…”

“I forgive you for all of it.”

Riker looked back up at him.

Tears full of guilt rolled down his cheeks.

“Your wife is dead because of me!”

“I know,” Leon got down onto one knee, met Riker’s gaze, “but I forgive you.”

Riker stared at him. Then…he covered his face with his hands.

And wept.

Leon had never realized, when he was so caught up in his hatred, that the man he hated the most was hurting just as much as he was.

Riker had been killing himself for months.

Even years.

But it was time for that to end.

“God forgives you. And so do I. Now you need to forgive yourself. What you did is in the past. It’s dead. Now it’s time to live. But first, you need let your past die.”

Riker looked up at him through tears. “…I need help with that.”

Leon smiled. Gripped Riker’s shoulders. “And that’s where God comes in. You ready to surrender and give Jesus everything you have?”

Riker smiled. Chuckled and nodded. “Way past ready.”

Leon chuckled.

He had to hit that point too.

When he’d lost everything.

And now, God had given so much back.

He gripped Riker’s hands.

Helped Riker to his feet.

“It’s time to let go…for both of us, right?” Riker whispered.

Leon nodded. “Sure is…”

Time to walk forward and let God have the past.

“Riker, it’s time to be free.”

AHHHH!!!!!!!! I’M SO HAPPY TO SEE MY WONDERFUL BOYS SO FREE AND REDEEMED!!!!! 😭

[Anonymous]

Okay y’all, so I was thinking of this song, listened to it, and this specific line REALLY made me think of Riker. Sooooooooo I made something for it. 😉 Btw, the song was Save my Life by Sidewalk Prophets 😀

 

[Koshka]

@freedomwriter76

Inside I’m weeping right now. Rikker definitely has to meet Zlatan.

Ahhhhhh!!

First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the Gork

[Anonymous]

@koshka. Maybe he can in the castle. 😉

[Anonymous]

GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL.

BOTH OF THESE GAVE ME CHILLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

GAH I WANNA CRYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH I’M SO GLAD LEON FORGAVE RIKER!!!!!!!! AFTER ALL THAT TIME!!!!!!!!

[Anonymous]

@gracie-j. I gave you chills again!? Man, I keep doing that. XP

YESSSSS!!!! I WANNA CRY!!!! (actually, correction, I DID cry! XD) ME TOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! YES, IT’S ABOUT TIME!!!!! 😀

[Anonymous]

YOU DOOOO!!!!

AWWW!!! IKR!!!

[Anonymous]

@gracie-j. So like…who’s your least and most favorite so far? 😉 (Maybe you should ignore the second half of that question. I know you love Riker.) 

[Anonymous]

@freedomwriter76 I hate to say it, but Leon’s my least favorite. And Riker’s dad. And really anyone who hurts my baby. *crosses arms*

[Koshka]

@freedomwriter76

Explanation: Zlatan is his world’s version of a Siberian prison officer. Reading Riker’s is making his story feel a little more real.

Maybe! 😉

First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the Gork

[Anonymous]

@gracie-j. Yes. Anyone that hurts your baby. XD I get you. Leon’s not really likeably for a while. Poor guy. Still feel bad for him sometimes. (and though he did hold a knife up to Riker, he was also drunk at the same time…) Ugh. Riker’s Dad and Hans are my least favorites. You have not met Hans, girl, but he is absolutely HORRID. 😡 Like, just, UGH.

I decided I needed to make one for him too(even though I didn’t want to!) so here’s his mood board and I’ll see if I can find a good scene with him in it to show you just how HORRID he is. 😉 (that is, if you want to know…oh, and by the way, he hurts Riker too, both physically and emotionally, so….heh. I hate him.)

 

[Anonymous]

@koshka. Awesome, I’m glad I could help in some way! Yeah, Riker is an SS officer during WWII.

Maybe so! 😀

[Lydia S.]

@freedomwriter76

MY DARLING BABY BOY, I’M SO HAPPY FOR YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!! *ahem* And yes, Leon, I’m happy for you, too.

I’m very intrigued by this Ezra character! He sounds awesome. 😀 And I love Hans’s mood board! He sounds despicable (how dare he touch a hair on Ryker’s head), but the quotes you chose for him are perfect for such a character. Lovely job!!! 🙂 <333

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