i could be the reason you can't sleep at night
Is that what Safrin might have offered Flora, had the tables been turned? Not just someone willing not dote on her, not even Jack, but instead the ability to be satisfied with what she already had? Feeling her stomach tense again, Flora bites at the inside of her lip, silently commanding her tears to remain as thorns biting the back of her eyes rather than streaming down her cheeks. "Immortality makes it different." She says softly, her eyes not daring to look up at him, merely flinching toward the edge of the blanket and the back to her own hands.
"I'm one of two now..but there were others before, and..." Swallowing, she feels heat roar across her cheeks in an uncomfortable flush. "..there will be others again." What did it mean to be important to someone who was immortal? To be just a footnote in an eternal story? A sentence that would be her forever but which would eventually just blur away and be forgotten by him?
"I'm here with you." Flora corrects, her voice tightening even as it remained small and hurt. "Because you needed me to call her down, and to pick you back up again." Raising her gaze, her aqua eyes threatening tears like a stormcloud fit to burst on the horizon, the queen just shrugs. Never will? Not likely for someone who was immortal. Anything Flora had meant to Jack someone else would come along and replicate or improve upon. That's what happened on a long enough timeline.
"A little death, a little life." The queen repeats hollowly; no big deal.
"I'm one of two now..but there were others before, and..." Swallowing, she feels heat roar across her cheeks in an uncomfortable flush. "..there will be others again." What did it mean to be important to someone who was immortal? To be just a footnote in an eternal story? A sentence that would be her forever but which would eventually just blur away and be forgotten by him?
"I'm here with you." Flora corrects, her voice tightening even as it remained small and hurt. "Because you needed me to call her down, and to pick you back up again." Raising her gaze, her aqua eyes threatening tears like a stormcloud fit to burst on the horizon, the queen just shrugs. Never will? Not likely for someone who was immortal. Anything Flora had meant to Jack someone else would come along and replicate or improve upon. That's what happened on a long enough timeline.
"A little death, a little life." The queen repeats hollowly; no big deal.
