[private] so give me hope in the darkness

[mariner]

MARINER

He barely gets the question out before she is gone again.
Just that quick and he begins to think that perhaps he imagined her.

Is this what it means to be lonely?
Divining companions the color of the skies he remembers out of thin air simply because he cannot stand to be alone anymore.

He turns to go, to venture further into the darkness.
He silently reminds himself that he does not mind being alone. Reminds himself that, though there are things in the darkness that he fears, he is all right on his own. 

His mother had been a solitary creature and he is, too.

But there she is again, solid enough to convince him that he had not imagined her after all. She manifests on the other side of him and he exhales a sharp breath, studying what he can make out of her face in the darkness. 

“No,” he says, glancing down at the galaxies that curl around his knees. These stars that belong to him and not the sky. He looks back to her then, waits, wondering about all that warmth in her voice. Had she been looking for something? Has she lost her own stars?

She is no monster, though he had already decided that she wasn’t. 

No monster, just Islay.

“I’m Mariner,” he tells her, though he is reluctant to get too friendly and he doesn’t know why. 

“What are you doing out here by yourself, Islay?” he asks, gaze narrowed, “don’t you know about all the wicked things?” 

i’m a shot through the dark, i’m a black sinkhole
if it weren’t for second chances, we’d all be alone

@[Islay]

@[The Monsters] let's mess with his living lightning rodness