All I know is this could either break my heart or bring it back to life
The mood turned playful, light, and Soh smiled happily. She would gladly tell Zavien anything, even the things she regretted, things she wasn’t proud of, if only so that there were no secrets between them. Just now, she couldn’t imagine anything that she had to say tearing them apart, especially not as they promised themselves to each other. They may not have said the words, but it was as close to a declaration of love that she dared to go just yet, and that Zavien reciprocated her feelings warmed her in way she’d long since forgotten.
Zavien shifted, and Soh moved willingly to nestle into his arms amongst the pillows and blankets, golf long since forgotten. They had so much time in which to play games: weeks, months, years in which to get to know one another. Their shared future stretched out before them, a silent promise of forever patching Soh’s once wounded heart back together.
It wasn’t long before Zavien spoke again, and Soh hummed thoughtfully at the question. She rarely harkened back to those days, that shadowed place in her mind where youthful naïveté had once dwelled, but for Zavien, she would share what she could. ”I don’t remember much from before my parents died, but I think we were happy,” she said softly. ”From what I know now about the Grounds, life must have been hard, but I never knew that. I just remember warmth and love and happiness.
“After they died, I had nowhere to go. I didn’t have any other family, so I was taken in by someone in the community, Auden. They were older and didn’t have kids of their own, so I think I must have confused them.” She chucked drily. ”There are things about my upbringing that I wouldn’t want to repeat. Auden tried, but they weren’t very affectionate, and they were rather grouchy. I spent years tiptoeing around them, trying to be as undisruptive as possible. And they were rather… well, controlling, I suppose. I think they were trying to protect me, but I just remember how incredibly lonely it felt. I didn’t have many friends. I didn’t have any family. It was just me.
“The one thing I had was my shift. I attuned shortly after my parents died, and my first shift was a snowy owl. So I learned to fly, and when I got a little older, I would sneak out at night just to feel the wind under my wings. It was the most rebellious thing I ever did,” she added with a laugh. Then her smile faded, a little sadness peering through. Her childhood wasn’t exactly happy, but… ”It wasn’t a bad childhood. I just… wish it had been different, sometimes.”
Zavien shifted, and Soh moved willingly to nestle into his arms amongst the pillows and blankets, golf long since forgotten. They had so much time in which to play games: weeks, months, years in which to get to know one another. Their shared future stretched out before them, a silent promise of forever patching Soh’s once wounded heart back together.
It wasn’t long before Zavien spoke again, and Soh hummed thoughtfully at the question. She rarely harkened back to those days, that shadowed place in her mind where youthful naïveté had once dwelled, but for Zavien, she would share what she could. ”I don’t remember much from before my parents died, but I think we were happy,” she said softly. ”From what I know now about the Grounds, life must have been hard, but I never knew that. I just remember warmth and love and happiness.
“After they died, I had nowhere to go. I didn’t have any other family, so I was taken in by someone in the community, Auden. They were older and didn’t have kids of their own, so I think I must have confused them.” She chucked drily. ”There are things about my upbringing that I wouldn’t want to repeat. Auden tried, but they weren’t very affectionate, and they were rather grouchy. I spent years tiptoeing around them, trying to be as undisruptive as possible. And they were rather… well, controlling, I suppose. I think they were trying to protect me, but I just remember how incredibly lonely it felt. I didn’t have many friends. I didn’t have any family. It was just me.
“The one thing I had was my shift. I attuned shortly after my parents died, and my first shift was a snowy owl. So I learned to fly, and when I got a little older, I would sneak out at night just to feel the wind under my wings. It was the most rebellious thing I ever did,” she added with a laugh. Then her smile faded, a little sadness peering through. Her childhood wasn’t exactly happy, but… ”It wasn’t a bad childhood. I just… wish it had been different, sometimes.”
Got a feelin' your electric touch could fill this ghost town up with life
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
