05-27-2021, 01:14 PM
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he had looked at her reflection and realized there was a hole where something important should be. Things were falling out of her hands faster than she can catch them, a sense of security, some purpose, her ability to tell the passing of days. There is abyss here in this land, opening up beneath the sun’s gaze. (Is that why Solterra was filled with sand? Did the sun yawn a grave where land once was?) She thinks that if you stare hard enough, the abyss doesn't stare back, it just swallows you whole. What a world it would be if she could walk with her eyes closed.
Elli tastes the fading sunlight in the corner of her mouth, feels it crawl over every inch of her skin, like a blanket falling over a bed. It tucks her in and kisses her forehead, but provides no story. Her eyes should be closing now, but just like when she was small, those blue eyes are bright and wide. Like satellite dishes, too big for her face. Her father always said she would grow into them, but Elliana never did. It provides her with a strange, childish expression on her face, as if curious about the entire world and begging for answers to questions she has never asked.
Night brings with it the gentle glowing of a stranger. Strangers in the woods, it was not the first time this has happened. Will this one lead her to the empty grave that Elliana still dreams about?
“Is this a night for the lonely?” She asks the pair. Such a strange question, and not the one she wanted to ask. She hopes it leads to the answer she seeks though all the same. ‘You are like your mother, able to skirt the topic at hand with such grace no one knows you are doing so,’ Andras told her during her time in Delumine. She took it, at the time, as an insult, but she thinks now, he may have been complimenting her, a thing she thought Andras incapable of. “Thank you for your light.”
some are ghosts before they are dead.