She couldn't breathe.
Her heart was thundering in her ears, sounding more like a stampede of elk across the tundra than a heartbeat, one hand gripping her family's torch and the other her ceremonial dagger. Both held in front of her chest, but far enough away to keep from catching any part of her aflame. Still, it didn't stop her from being bathed in the light of the flame, the cream cloak trailing behind her. A thick luxere pelt draped over her shoulders, golden flowers lined the edges of the cloak in intricate embroidery, covering a pale blue dress that would typically have no place in Halo except for an occasion such as this.
Vaguely she's aware of her family lining the way. Of Sah, Deimos, Talyson, Evie, and the others all standing in their respective spots as she makes her way down the aisle towards her love.
Only when she finally reaches him does she find herself able to take a breath, holding his gaze, a small smile curling on her lips. Hi... She whispers along the bond.
Her heart was thundering in her ears, sounding more like a stampede of elk across the tundra than a heartbeat, one hand gripping her family's torch and the other her ceremonial dagger. Both held in front of her chest, but far enough away to keep from catching any part of her aflame. Still, it didn't stop her from being bathed in the light of the flame, the cream cloak trailing behind her. A thick luxere pelt draped over her shoulders, golden flowers lined the edges of the cloak in intricate embroidery, covering a pale blue dress that would typically have no place in Halo except for an occasion such as this.
Vaguely she's aware of her family lining the way. Of Sah, Deimos, Talyson, Evie, and the others all standing in their respective spots as she makes her way down the aisle towards her love.
Only when she finally reaches him does she find herself able to take a breath, holding his gaze, a small smile curling on her lips. Hi... She whispers along the bond.
Cordelia
My hand was the one you reached for all throughout the Great War
