Tryin' to wash away all the blood I've spilt
This lust is a burden that we both share
This lust is a burden that we both share
Maea settled in his lap, and Liam wrapped his arms tightly around her, holding her close. It was about more than just almost losing her, really - it was about her almost losing him, too. He'd promised her forever, and he'd meant it; but today, she'd very nearly lost him, and while he might be able to return (if he were able to contact Ronin and Remi), the only guarantee he knew of death was its permanence.
Earlier, he'd been focused on the battle, and the flight to get somewhere safe, and on cleaning up; now, with Maea in his arms, warm and safe and very much alive, he couldn't help it when his mind wandered to his family, and how close this had felt for him to the moment he'd dug them from the crumbled remains of their home. It had been bad enough to have to find their bodies; had he seen them killed, as he had feared today, he wasn't sure he would have survived it, that he wouldn't have just walked off the edge of Stormbreak to escape the pain of their losses. Now he shivered at the thought, his arms tightening around Maea. He buried his face in her shoulder, breathing her in, clinging to her as though she were the only tether he had to the present.
"I know that you're strong," Liam said eventually. "And you're fierce, and you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. But I want to be able to protect you anyway, and right now..." If today had proven anything, it was that he might be brave, but he was also foolish, and at present he didn't have the strength to follow through on his courage. He pulled away enough to lean his forehead against hers and look her in the eye. "I promised you forever, and I meant it - I'm just afraid of... not being strong enough to keep that promise."
Earlier, he'd been focused on the battle, and the flight to get somewhere safe, and on cleaning up; now, with Maea in his arms, warm and safe and very much alive, he couldn't help it when his mind wandered to his family, and how close this had felt for him to the moment he'd dug them from the crumbled remains of their home. It had been bad enough to have to find their bodies; had he seen them killed, as he had feared today, he wasn't sure he would have survived it, that he wouldn't have just walked off the edge of Stormbreak to escape the pain of their losses. Now he shivered at the thought, his arms tightening around Maea. He buried his face in her shoulder, breathing her in, clinging to her as though she were the only tether he had to the present.
"I know that you're strong," Liam said eventually. "And you're fierce, and you're perfectly capable of taking care of yourself. But I want to be able to protect you anyway, and right now..." If today had proven anything, it was that he might be brave, but he was also foolish, and at present he didn't have the strength to follow through on his courage. He pulled away enough to lean his forehead against hers and look her in the eye. "I promised you forever, and I meant it - I'm just afraid of... not being strong enough to keep that promise."
Two sinners can't atone from a lone prayer
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
Souls tied, intertwined by our pride and guilt
Liam
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
Feel free to use force/magic on Liam.
