Sohalia
I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you
I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you
I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you
It was rare that talking to Flora made her feel worse instead of better, but this was one of those times. She listened to her best friend with a small crease in her brow, frowning at the sand as she searched for more shells to tuck away. It wasn't that she was upset with Flora, it was just that she wasn't sure she agreed with what she was saying. And yet, at the same time, a little voice in the back of her mind couldn't help but point out every question or comment that Flora had made and say, See? I told you so. If it's too good to be true, it probably is.
Or maybe that was just her fear, clinging on so tightly to the narrative that she wasn't good enough, that she couldn't help but mess things up.
The thing was, she wasn't sure she could tell the difference.
So she stayed silent, mulling it all over, as they continued to stride down the beach, linking arms with Flora to assure her friend that she wasn't mad, just... thoughtful. Flora made it sound like she was the catch, like Zavien was the lucky one here, but in reality? Soh thought it might just be the other way around.
Things at the rodeo troubled her, too, but she wasn't sure how to even begin to process that information, not without being able to ask Zavien about it. So she gnawed on her lip as she stooped to pick up a few shell shards. They weren't whole, but Soh hardly thought that mattered; the pieces were still beautiful, and they could still be useful in their own way. (And yes, dear reader, that is a metaphor.)
"But what if I do have to smooth things out?" Soh asked, lifting worried grey eyes to search Flora's. "Not because of anything Zavien's said or done, but... because all I manage to do is ruin what's good before it even has a chance to start. You remember what happened with Jude and Koa." Wincing, she tried not to cringe at the memory. "And I know Koa made some mistakes later, but it all started with what I did wrong." What if she did the same thing this time?
Or maybe that was just her fear, clinging on so tightly to the narrative that she wasn't good enough, that she couldn't help but mess things up.
The thing was, she wasn't sure she could tell the difference.
So she stayed silent, mulling it all over, as they continued to stride down the beach, linking arms with Flora to assure her friend that she wasn't mad, just... thoughtful. Flora made it sound like she was the catch, like Zavien was the lucky one here, but in reality? Soh thought it might just be the other way around.
Things at the rodeo troubled her, too, but she wasn't sure how to even begin to process that information, not without being able to ask Zavien about it. So she gnawed on her lip as she stooped to pick up a few shell shards. They weren't whole, but Soh hardly thought that mattered; the pieces were still beautiful, and they could still be useful in their own way. (And yes, dear reader, that is a metaphor.)
"But what if I do have to smooth things out?" Soh asked, lifting worried grey eyes to search Flora's. "Not because of anything Zavien's said or done, but... because all I manage to do is ruin what's good before it even has a chance to start. You remember what happened with Jude and Koa." Wincing, she tried not to cringe at the memory. "And I know Koa made some mistakes later, but it all started with what I did wrong." What if she did the same thing this time?
I've been sleeping so long in a twenty-year dark night
And now I see daylight, I only see daylight
And now I see daylight, I only see daylight
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
