09-01-2016, 02:56 PM
PHAEDRUS
He wavers for a moment, his silence the only answer she receives for a response to her question. Then she persists asking if it was just a story, and he hesitates for a moment Isn’t that all life is? one big long story, with many miniature stories to fill in the gaps? When she doesn’t fend off the wing he lets it settle on her offering a small smile of tenderness. For a moment he remembers her freshly wild scent, and traces each bony facet of her face with his eye. How did she manage to grip his fascination so quickly and so tightly that he finds himself hopelessly lost in gazing at her?
He dares not to try and figure it out, because if he does then there would be more danger of discovering something that he isn’t quite ready to acknowledge just yet. So he settles for the moment of closeness they share. The world and all the worries of a man in his position wash away, and he sighs with contentment. She is able to pull emotions from him that he never believed would exist for him. He had found a contented love, one that in another life he could have sunk into, and unearthed the hope for a bright future. This is not the case however, and letting go of that hope, the hope that didn’t exist in the first place, is the only thing he can think to do. As pleasant as the thought of peace is, he knows that the spark of passion, and thrill of the unknown owns a stronger call to his soul.
With Riva at his side he knows he doesn’t have to change who he is. He isn’t required to love, he isn’t forced to be shackled with worry and protecting, he has no angst about her thoughts and feelings. All that matters is his kingdom, and duties. and yet every time they meet, every time his eyes lay on her something flares white hot and he finds himself chained to her every nuance. As uncomfortable as it feels, it also feels deeply satisfying. So he allows it to sink deeper and deeper until this moment where he knows he is bound to her. Part of him is irritated at this, but another sighs with contentment, and that is the part of him that he allows to take over for now. Would you mind taking me to your queen? His tone though a little husky is gentle in breaking the silence, along with the spell that had entrapped him for how much time, he couldn’t say.
He dares not to try and figure it out, because if he does then there would be more danger of discovering something that he isn’t quite ready to acknowledge just yet. So he settles for the moment of closeness they share. The world and all the worries of a man in his position wash away, and he sighs with contentment. She is able to pull emotions from him that he never believed would exist for him. He had found a contented love, one that in another life he could have sunk into, and unearthed the hope for a bright future. This is not the case however, and letting go of that hope, the hope that didn’t exist in the first place, is the only thing he can think to do. As pleasant as the thought of peace is, he knows that the spark of passion, and thrill of the unknown owns a stronger call to his soul.
With Riva at his side he knows he doesn’t have to change who he is. He isn’t required to love, he isn’t forced to be shackled with worry and protecting, he has no angst about her thoughts and feelings. All that matters is his kingdom, and duties. and yet every time they meet, every time his eyes lay on her something flares white hot and he finds himself chained to her every nuance. As uncomfortable as it feels, it also feels deeply satisfying. So he allows it to sink deeper and deeper until this moment where he knows he is bound to her. Part of him is irritated at this, but another sighs with contentment, and that is the part of him that he allows to take over for now. Would you mind taking me to your queen? His tone though a little husky is gentle in breaking the silence, along with the spell that had entrapped him for how much time, he couldn’t say.
i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must
@[riva]
Sorry this took so long D: