Hotaru
So many people will ask you to be beautiful and urgent
to discover what you cannot have and desire it
Everything is brighter now, not only because her mind has remained her own but because things are finally feeling familiar again. Sunjata’s pride and mischief wraps around her like a cocoon and she preens in his arms with no small amount of answering cheekiness. Or perhaps lingering remnants of the intensity she’d felt at Frey’s shrine. to discover what you cannot have and desire it
“Tie you down so you can’t escape and see exactly how much energy you have left, and run it dry so you can’t use it on anything but me. Plenty of branches here to get creative with you know.” It springs quickly to her lips with whipcrack certainty and a weighted promise of delivery if he decides to trip that particular wire.
He doesn’t, at least not yet. Hotaru will never say never. She will equally never decline a lovely stroll through the woods with her heart of hearts, so she lets the sharpness of her smile fade into warmer currents as she wraps an arm around the Flood’s waist. Though her eyes stray through the undergrowth in idle hunting motions her attention is otherwise focused on him. “Wonderful. Everything I needed and more. I was pent up - in more ways than I thought.” Something he might ascertain on his own by the surety and almost pompous peace that dwells like a deep lake in her side of the bond. “Flora wrote back. She and Jack will be visiting soon, though I’m not sure when.”
Don’t desire. Don’t despair.
Rain is only rain in mid-air
Rain is only rain in mid-air
