Maea
The worst of all blessings
Yielding her hands to him, it was all she could do to hold on and let his promises sink in. The trust that had seemed solid and steadfast in candle light appeared threadbare and brittle now when held up against the sun. Not because she didn't believe him, but because she had heard these things before and knew - knew - how quickly they could be put to the test.
Daring to put her heart on the line anyway - now that was the real test. Perhaps that was the difference she felt, between this relationship and her previous one. She didn't worry so much about how she appeared in his eyes, whether she measured up to other women or if he would tire of her some day. If it happened it happened, she knew that element of entropy enough to understand that fearing it was pointless. It was the forces that pulled people apart against their will that frightened her this time. Gods and monsters and powers that could fling people to opposite ends of the universe - perhaps never to return. If that happened...
That was a terrible thing to contemplate first thing in the morning.
Still, Liam's word was good enough for now. Searching his eyes for courage, she found it and nodded with an expression of someone confirming a decision. "Alright. Then, always come find me, if we're ever separated. Even if you change your mind some day, come and tell me eye to eye - anything else I'll take as lies and coersion, and I won't accept it. And if you can't reach me, I'll come find you. No matter what it takes." She'd pull him back from death if she had to, cross the stars if necessary. Maybe it was the raven in her drawn to a golden future he'd offered her that demanded it. Maybe it was a sleeping dragon rearing its head to guard a priceless treasure, or a tiger determined to dig her claws into anything that tried getting in her way, now that she'd found someone worth holding on to. The softest, tenderest part of her was a doe that finally had stopped running – and all the sharp-toothed, wicked shadows surrounding her heart were rallying to protect this fragile piece of joy, at all cost.
Daring to put her heart on the line anyway - now that was the real test. Perhaps that was the difference she felt, between this relationship and her previous one. She didn't worry so much about how she appeared in his eyes, whether she measured up to other women or if he would tire of her some day. If it happened it happened, she knew that element of entropy enough to understand that fearing it was pointless. It was the forces that pulled people apart against their will that frightened her this time. Gods and monsters and powers that could fling people to opposite ends of the universe - perhaps never to return. If that happened...
That was a terrible thing to contemplate first thing in the morning.
Still, Liam's word was good enough for now. Searching his eyes for courage, she found it and nodded with an expression of someone confirming a decision. "Alright. Then, always come find me, if we're ever separated. Even if you change your mind some day, come and tell me eye to eye - anything else I'll take as lies and coersion, and I won't accept it. And if you can't reach me, I'll come find you. No matter what it takes." She'd pull him back from death if she had to, cross the stars if necessary. Maybe it was the raven in her drawn to a golden future he'd offered her that demanded it. Maybe it was a sleeping dragon rearing its head to guard a priceless treasure, or a tiger determined to dig her claws into anything that tried getting in her way, now that she'd found someone worth holding on to. The softest, tenderest part of her was a doe that finally had stopped running – and all the sharp-toothed, wicked shadows surrounding her heart were rallying to protect this fragile piece of joy, at all cost.
The most beautiful of curses
Base by Skylark
