and i'm still waiting for a life that never was
The sounds outside the Peregrine hardly registered. This was wrong - it was all so terribly, terribly wrong. Nothing aside from the hole where her heart had been mattered. Tal and Boreal were the only things holding her together; if not for them, she feared she might shatter into fragments so small and so fragile that they might be blown away on the breeze, never to be reunited into one piece again.
He had her, and although it didn’t fix things, it made it somehow marginally more bearable. She should have died, but here she was, and Tal’s arms around her was the proof she needed to believe that this wasn’t some horrible nightmare, but a cold reality in which she had made a mistake and her companion had paid the price. This was her burden, and one that she would bear for days and weeks and seasons into the future.
And maybe it wasn’t Alys who had struck the blow, but it was the seer who had led her gentle, loving ursur into harm’s way. Sascha, who, despite her age, had always been the cub of the family - their youngest, smallest, arguably most in need of protection. She was gone, and Alys was here, and none of it was right, or fair, or fine - but it was real, and there was nothing she, or anyone else, could do about it.
So no matter how much Tal insisted that it wasn’t her fault, that she didn’t do it… she couldn’t help but disagree.
But arguing the point seemed like such a waste, like it would take up so much more effort than she had to give. So the seer nodded miserably and buried her face in her partner’s shoulder, her arms wrapping around his middle as they held each other, trapped in her own grief.
He had her, and although it didn’t fix things, it made it somehow marginally more bearable. She should have died, but here she was, and Tal’s arms around her was the proof she needed to believe that this wasn’t some horrible nightmare, but a cold reality in which she had made a mistake and her companion had paid the price. This was her burden, and one that she would bear for days and weeks and seasons into the future.
And maybe it wasn’t Alys who had struck the blow, but it was the seer who had led her gentle, loving ursur into harm’s way. Sascha, who, despite her age, had always been the cub of the family - their youngest, smallest, arguably most in need of protection. She was gone, and Alys was here, and none of it was right, or fair, or fine - but it was real, and there was nothing she, or anyone else, could do about it.
So no matter how much Tal insisted that it wasn’t her fault, that she didn’t do it… she couldn’t help but disagree.
But arguing the point seemed like such a waste, like it would take up so much more effort than she had to give. So the seer nodded miserably and buried her face in her partner’s shoulder, her arms wrapping around his middle as they held each other, trapped in her own grief.
Alys
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Emotional Telepathy | The user can read deep emotions of those within a 5 foot radius at will. Control is excellent. Note: "Deep emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
Emotional Perception | The user can read surface level emotions of those within a 15 foot radius. Control is moderate. Note: "Surface level emotions" include anything written in a character's narration in a post.
