07-27-2017, 08:01 PM
Ellyse
I know some things that you don't; I've done things that you won't
there's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
there's nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home
She cannot ignore the warmth simmering within, where her heart is wildly pounding and her heavy, adrenaline-laden blood is churning - there are so few that she had permitted to know her as well as he does, and yet, there is so much left unspoken between them. There are fleeting moments in which doubt descends, settling upon her with the weight of a thousand suns, but when the lightness of his piercing eyes meet with the darkness of her own, she is reassured that she is as much to him as he is to her.
His companionship meant so much to her - he had been a pillar of strength when she had faltered, and she had kept him afloat and tethered to the shoreline, preventing him from drifting into the sea of his own self-loathing and misery. She had spent too much time away from him, and she can see the void that such distance has left between them, and it causes a deep, resolute ache to expand within the tightness of her rib cage - and for a moment, she has forgotten all the many experiences she has had since returning to the volcanic island. For a moment, she has forgotten the small, shifting life growing steadily inside of her.
Gently, her teeth preen and pluck at the darkness of his bristling feathers, tucking them into place - she cannot suppress the faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth - such a profoundly rare sight, brought bubbling to the surface by witnessing own awe and wonderment. He had been bestowed a gift, yet he did not know from whence it came - not an altogether unusual experience; it so often seemed that the gentle caress of magic appeared only when one least expected it to. Nonetheless, he is given the opportunity to take to the sky, to be among the stars as he had longed for, for so long -
And yet, he is still grounded, still wistful.
Softly, her pale lips brush across his jaw, a tendril of amusement lacing itself within her words. ”You will see, they are a blessing. They are so fitting for one that yearns to be closer to the starlight - and yet, here you are, still grounded,” she muses softly, her golden-flecked gaze tracing the uncertainty lingering on the edge of his features, while he contemplates the glittering canvas overhead. ”why?”
His companionship meant so much to her - he had been a pillar of strength when she had faltered, and she had kept him afloat and tethered to the shoreline, preventing him from drifting into the sea of his own self-loathing and misery. She had spent too much time away from him, and she can see the void that such distance has left between them, and it causes a deep, resolute ache to expand within the tightness of her rib cage - and for a moment, she has forgotten all the many experiences she has had since returning to the volcanic island. For a moment, she has forgotten the small, shifting life growing steadily inside of her.
Gently, her teeth preen and pluck at the darkness of his bristling feathers, tucking them into place - she cannot suppress the faint smile tugging at the corner of her mouth - such a profoundly rare sight, brought bubbling to the surface by witnessing own awe and wonderment. He had been bestowed a gift, yet he did not know from whence it came - not an altogether unusual experience; it so often seemed that the gentle caress of magic appeared only when one least expected it to. Nonetheless, he is given the opportunity to take to the sky, to be among the stars as he had longed for, for so long -
And yet, he is still grounded, still wistful.
Softly, her pale lips brush across his jaw, a tendril of amusement lacing itself within her words. ”You will see, they are a blessing. They are so fitting for one that yearns to be closer to the starlight - and yet, here you are, still grounded,” she muses softly, her golden-flecked gaze tracing the uncertainty lingering on the edge of his features, while he contemplates the glittering canvas overhead. ”why?”
head of war of tephra
daughter of elysium & speck
daughter of elysium & speck
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