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you shook me, adna - vulgaris - 06-17-2020 V u l g a r i S
He has spent his days sunbathing at Leliana’s side, watching their children turn to adults who have children of their own. They even have grandchildren! The journey that the fairies sent him on seemed nearly forgotten as he bathed in the comfort of his wife’s company. But the burning across his skin remains. And today, it feels an awful lot like guilt. Vulgaris has lounged lazily in Tephra while his eldest child frets over her family. He knows this because Leliana keeps an eye on all their sons and daughters. She wanted to set out and be there for Adna, but he kissed her temple and told her he would go in her stead. Tephra still needed her.
When he crosses into the northern region, he finds it strange to not be surrounded on all sides by trees and vines and the plant people of his home. He finds himself almost grateful for the unseen fire across his skin when the weather turns colder and snow covers the ground. Vulgaris has been spoiled by the heavy tropical heat and hardly remembers tolerating the frigid temperatures. Still, he would rather be neither burning nor freezing, and so he carries on. He knows Adna’s figure in the distance long before she comes into clear focus. A smile blooms easily across his face when he draws near, hugging her to his chest tightly. “Adna, I haven’t visited you nearly enough. I’m sorry for that,” he begins, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before taking a step back to allow her some space. “Your grandfather came back from the dead like so many others and I suppose I wasn’t entirely prepared to deal with that.” Vulgaris laughs but his words are painfully true. As much as he loves his father, their relationship has always been strained and difficult. Nevermind the marital woes of his parents. But now is not the time to speak of his own burdens. “I’m here because your mother is worried about you. I know we shouldn’t pry, but I could never let you struggle alone.” He falls silent then, his sage green eyes watching hers. Vulgaris would like to say he understands how she feels. For years now, he has reflected on all the ways he failed his children as a father. Even now, he waited until Leliana had had enough before speaking up. In this shook-up, twisted world, I'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing Don’t look for me; don't look at me RE: you shook me, adna - adna - 06-25-2020 I will commit my soul to your door tonight, and I'll last 'til the gas fumes float on higher
in a dying love I'm nothing but a stone cold liar but, oh, I got an iron in that fire
Adna RE: you shook me, adna - vulgaris - 07-07-2020 V u l g a r i S
When he met Leliana, he had always known that he would hurt her and any children they might have. A darkness loomed in every corner of his being and still that awful, wonderful woman kissed his face. His love for her had devoured every bit of caution within him and licked its fingers clean, ravenous in its wanting. In time, it also lapped up his darkness and purged whatever sickness lingered in his soul until it grew fat and content with his marriage. It had cost him so much.
His heart breaks when she begins to cry, and he wishes he could draw it all out from her like a poison. It’s okay, she says, but it’s the furthest thing from the truth. His brows furrow and he watches her when she confesses all the worry clinging to her delicate heartstrings. Vulgaris hates how much he understands. “You did not fail, Adna. As long as you love her, you have not failed,” he explains with another gentle kiss to her cheek. “The world is not kind. If I could keep you and all your brothers and sisters safe from it, I would. I would never let you go. But that just isn’t how it works.” He thinks of each of his children and how he had tried time and again to give them the world. The world broke Larke’s heart every chance it got. It devoured Linnea’s heart and made Leliana fight to take her back. He sighs slowly as he reflects on these tragedies. “The man she follows is dangerous. He’s born of the same sickness as my father,” he explains as he feels fear and anger crawling through his veins. He’d hated hearing Larva explain it to him and he hates passing the story along even more. “He is.. family.” The words taste like bile across his tongue and the frown across his face displays his disgust to call him that. He exhales a slow breath that quakes with anger but he keeps himself composed for her sake. In this shook-up, twisted world, I'm gradually growing transparent and vanishing Don’t look for me; don't look at me RE: you shook me, adna - adna - 07-19-2020 I will commit my soul to your door tonight, and I'll last 'til the gas fumes float on higher
in a dying love I'm nothing but a stone cold liar but, oh, I got an iron in that fire
Adna @[vulgaris] |