06-27-2019, 10:10 AM
All of the voices inside of my mind will never be silenced
Sometimes it was difficult to remember she should not react to thought in the same way one might respond to the spoken word. Especially when the clamor of minds not her own is as loud as anything uttered, nearly drowning out what might reach her physical ear. It’s difficult to differentiate, sometimes.With him though, it’s almost a relief. His thoughts would never war with his words, and she could much more easily focus on one rather than the other. That he does not seem terribly bothered by her peculiarly intrusive gift is another boon she had not hoped for. Most do not seem to appreciate her ability in the same way. But then, their thoughts are rarely as kind as his.
And that is perhaps just as much of a relief, to know that his thoughts do not seem to sway towards the stomach-churning darkness some do.
Lifting her head, her features brighten as his face shifts into an uncommon smile. Her own lips lift in return, sea-green eyes jumping up to his. Perhaps his smile is not a practiced one, but she only sees the genuine excitement behind it. The thrill of knowing he did not have to be alone forever in the world. She had never really considered her gift as beneficial. Never thought anyone would see it as more than a nuisance, even under the best of circumstances.
“You should smile more,” she replies gently, her lips curving earnestly as she reaches out, touching him softly, almost without thought, before recalling herself and withdrawing. “I like it.”
When he introduces himself, her eyes soften, her smile shifting to one of pleased approval. “I’m so happy we met Olver,” she replies, the notes of a burgeoning friendship warming her voice. “I’m Persea.”
until I can find a way to let go of what we left behind
persea
