you pour the water —
She doesn’t understand him but she desperately wishes that she could—wishes that she could know exactly what is unraveling in his head. At every detail that is unspooling as he tries to piece together the images that he sees and the future that lives only within him. She smiles faintly as he peers forward and when he directs the question at herself, her eyes widen only slightly, the shock registering there.
“I just see darkness,” she feels a faint sweep of embarrassment at not being able to give him a better answer, at not being able to tell him something fantastical or thrilling. “It’s just shadows.” Her mouth pulls down in the corner, as she studies him and yet misses the look that he gives her sentinels, her mind beginning to wander to all of the secrets that she harbors and all of the thoughts that spin outward.
“What pictures do you see?” she snags onto the statement, head tilting as she considers what he could possibly mean. “You see something else in there?” She looks back as if she too could see what he is describing, but only the darkness greets her—nothing rising up to take shape in the endless dark.
But he dangles something in front of her that she cannot resist.
Taking a step forward, she nods, glancing back at the souls by her and nodding. They step back reluctantly once more and she looks back to her new friend. “Show me?”
— I would haul the stones
@Raum*