Lena
They’d truly hung on to Stormbreak for a long time, through it all. She reminded herself of this, as memories and moments flashed through her. They’d been strong and determined and stalwart over and over again –
And really, in the deep corners of her haunted mind, she wondered if it had mattered.
She could hear and see and feel Zavien, her fingers reflexing and naturally closing around his, tightening, trying to find a way to steady herself rather than rise to panic or bile searing through her throat. She didn’t want to make a scene, not when everyone else was murmuring as the sounds of Vox blasted through their minds.
So she nodded, because they didn’t know but it was enough to hear the doldrums blasting away and for her sister to be found amidst the rubble, while the world marched on and war labored in intensity. Why was Caido always the root, the route? “I know, I just-,” wanted to flee and run like all the prey animals in her blood. Wanted to tuck herself away and hide for another few seconds while the worst clawed in her mind. Wanted to fly towards their home and make sure everything was fine.
She wanted to apologize but she wasn’t sure what for. The regret was on her lips though, regardless, biting away as her teeth segmented there, reminding her to stay balanced and poised and not crack away. “I think – we head back to the inn, and then maybe find Koa? And go home?”
And really, in the deep corners of her haunted mind, she wondered if it had mattered.
She could hear and see and feel Zavien, her fingers reflexing and naturally closing around his, tightening, trying to find a way to steady herself rather than rise to panic or bile searing through her throat. She didn’t want to make a scene, not when everyone else was murmuring as the sounds of Vox blasted through their minds.
So she nodded, because they didn’t know but it was enough to hear the doldrums blasting away and for her sister to be found amidst the rubble, while the world marched on and war labored in intensity. Why was Caido always the root, the route? “I know, I just-,” wanted to flee and run like all the prey animals in her blood. Wanted to tuck herself away and hide for another few seconds while the worst clawed in her mind. Wanted to fly towards their home and make sure everything was fine.
She wanted to apologize but she wasn’t sure what for. The regret was on her lips though, regardless, biting away as her teeth segmented there, reminding her to stay balanced and poised and not crack away. “I think – we head back to the inn, and then maybe find Koa? And go home?”
sunlight on mist; summer lightning
your choices outweigh your substance
your choices outweigh your substance
