Ophelia
we're just two ghosts
swimming in a glass half empty
swimming in a glass half empty
They preen at the complimentary tone, accustomed to being the least well-read and educated in most any gathering, Ascended or otherwise. It has never bothered Ophelia. They don’t bother holding resentment for their horrible family, not when justice has already been served and they all lie beneath the soil now. Far from where they can hurt Phi anymore. But they always seek to be useful to their family, and having proposed a different angle for Nikolai to consider is helpful enough to make Phi nearly glow from within with a quiet joy.
“It can be quite intimidating to speak to anyone outside the family,” they agree, head bobbing animatedly despite their somber tone. “But maybe I could come with you? We’d be safer together.” Just in case of course, but maybe that assurance is what Nikolai needs.
“It can be quite intimidating to speak to anyone outside the family,” they agree, head bobbing animatedly despite their somber tone. “But maybe I could come with you? We’d be safer together.” Just in case of course, but maybe that assurance is what Nikolai needs.
trying vainly to forget
the pain that came with heartbeats
the pain that came with heartbeats
