12-05-2020, 08:37 PM
And when all the lights are broken, You keep the fire going
The irony of Yanhua’s inability to sense @[Borderline] coming home lay in the fact that he was usually perceptive, magically speaking. He could sense a hare’s distress nearly a mile away now, could read and recite his emotions to Amarine with hardly the blink of his eyes, and could just as easily block unnecessary ghosts when they needled at him from Taiga’s shadows. Emotional memories of all shapes and sizes were a specialty of his and he should’ve sensed Borderline’s traumatic memories of Tagia as soon as she’d come within range, but he was so caught up in his thoughts that Yanhua had hardly even noticed when she’d crossed his path from behind. He’d only heard the soft patter of her hooves; they were as dainty and light as a deer, and usually the more feral of Taiga’s creatures passed Yan by without a pause so he’d not thought to turn around and address Borderline’s presence, but a second later the eddy of her emotions stopped him dead in his tracks.
Yanhua’s entire body locked rigidly as the metaphorical wave of his past lover’s emotions rose above his head and came crashing down around him, and then his sight went totally blue. He was drowning in her despair, breathless underneath the weight of her crushing sadness that left him blind and tumbling without any sense of up or down. He couldn’t move at all, could only feel what his betrayal felt like to her and it ripped his chest open with an audible gasp, and then he came to again, blinking fresh tears out from the corners of his eyes.
“Borderline!” Yanhua gasped her name like the first breath of air after breaking through the surface of her torment, swiveling to face her and the filly standing by her rump with the swish of his glowing tail. All around them Taiga was silent, but between them was everything left unsaid since she’d gone and disappeared. He wanted to run to her, to wrap his neck around her own and pull her close in a warm embrace but her child - their daughter, Yan was sure - caused him to stop. The last thing he wanted was to terrify the girl.
“I know what you’re feeling.” He claimed, rightfully. “Yell at me, hate me, ignore me… I deserve it all. But please,” Yan frowned earnestly, “please don’t leave again.”
Yanhua’s entire body locked rigidly as the metaphorical wave of his past lover’s emotions rose above his head and came crashing down around him, and then his sight went totally blue. He was drowning in her despair, breathless underneath the weight of her crushing sadness that left him blind and tumbling without any sense of up or down. He couldn’t move at all, could only feel what his betrayal felt like to her and it ripped his chest open with an audible gasp, and then he came to again, blinking fresh tears out from the corners of his eyes.
“Borderline!” Yanhua gasped her name like the first breath of air after breaking through the surface of her torment, swiveling to face her and the filly standing by her rump with the swish of his glowing tail. All around them Taiga was silent, but between them was everything left unsaid since she’d gone and disappeared. He wanted to run to her, to wrap his neck around her own and pull her close in a warm embrace but her child - their daughter, Yan was sure - caused him to stop. The last thing he wanted was to terrify the girl.
“I know what you’re feeling.” He claimed, rightfully. “Yell at me, hate me, ignore me… I deserve it all. But please,” Yan frowned earnestly, “please don’t leave again.”
And when all the nights feel like they're closing, You're leaving an opening