05-23-2020, 07:23 PM
She is stunned when he tells her mom's magic can’t fix it, fighting a wave of emotion that threatens to overtake her and drag her to depths she can hardly even imagine. “Okay well, mom isn’t the only one who can do things, you know? There are others, and there’s the mountain too. Maybe we could try the mountain.” But she still feels unsteady when he closes his eyes and bows that beautiful dark and bright face of his. “I’ll keep you safe Thorn, I promise.” She’s whispering when she steps close to press her cool muzzle to the curve of his cheek, promising things she has no right to.
Which means she is perfectly positioned when he reaches out to fill her with his perfect healing light. She sighs as she always does, weak-kneed in that moment of bliss as she leans into him and his magic fills every crack and fissure in her skin, erasing everything that makes her feel weary. But she’s mad too because she knows what it does to him on a good day, and this is certainly not that. It’s so far from that it scares her. “You dummy." She accuses, but she is so much softer now, so gentle and full of love as she lays down beside him, smiling sunshine at the familiar weight of his head over her back.
She is quiet as she listens to his story, reaching over to nuzzle his warm neck beneath his mane. She would clean the blood from his wound if she could, but when she tries ever so gently, the red just smears in new tear-tracks across his chest. Her heart feels so heavy listening to him wrestle with his thoughts, and she kisses his neck in a gentle way, taking a mouthful of his mane to pull him closer so he knows how much he is loved and wanted. “It’s okay to do the wrong things.” She tries to assure him, twisting her body beneath his head so that she rolls more onto her side, more beneath him so she can turn her face the other way and reach around to press it lovingly against his cheek.
“You don’t deserve this,” she promises, closing her eyes and leaning into him, lending him strength in the form of her quiet love. “Monsters only know how to be scary, they don’t get to decide your worth. And I don’t know, maybe you did do a lot wrong, but you did a lot right too.” Her eyes open again, pale gold like melted ore, and she pushes her nose into his cheek. “You are the only reason I exist at all, and that feels pretty right to me.”
Which means she is perfectly positioned when he reaches out to fill her with his perfect healing light. She sighs as she always does, weak-kneed in that moment of bliss as she leans into him and his magic fills every crack and fissure in her skin, erasing everything that makes her feel weary. But she’s mad too because she knows what it does to him on a good day, and this is certainly not that. It’s so far from that it scares her. “You dummy." She accuses, but she is so much softer now, so gentle and full of love as she lays down beside him, smiling sunshine at the familiar weight of his head over her back.
She is quiet as she listens to his story, reaching over to nuzzle his warm neck beneath his mane. She would clean the blood from his wound if she could, but when she tries ever so gently, the red just smears in new tear-tracks across his chest. Her heart feels so heavy listening to him wrestle with his thoughts, and she kisses his neck in a gentle way, taking a mouthful of his mane to pull him closer so he knows how much he is loved and wanted. “It’s okay to do the wrong things.” She tries to assure him, twisting her body beneath his head so that she rolls more onto her side, more beneath him so she can turn her face the other way and reach around to press it lovingly against his cheek.
“You don’t deserve this,” she promises, closing her eyes and leaning into him, lending him strength in the form of her quiet love. “Monsters only know how to be scary, they don’t get to decide your worth. And I don’t know, maybe you did do a lot wrong, but you did a lot right too.” Her eyes open again, pale gold like melted ore, and she pushes her nose into his cheek. “You are the only reason I exist at all, and that feels pretty right to me.”
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