Hotaru
I miss the days when stars were saintly
They sang to me in ways innately
They sang to me in ways innately
The intensity of the squall turns their quiet, melancholy embrace into a peaceful eye that promises a brief moment of rest. A safe space to hear hard truths, to build up broken pieces free of prying, judgmental eyes. Noah holds her - treats her - softly. More, sometimes, than even Deimos - though there is far more history there, of course, moments Deimos was privy to that inform his knowledge of her inherent resilience. Ru believes Noah knows that resilience exists, it simply doesn't stop him from offering her a soft place to land.
Just because she can survive the fall doesn't mean Noah lets it happen. It's a kindness she doesn't deserve, but one she needs now more than ever.
Time heals, is the bitter truth. He tells it to her in kinder, better ways, but in the end it's a pill one must swallow regardless. The steady fanning of his thumb against her back is passage of time, the breath she takes against his chest is too. The Valkyrie cannot die; time, of all things, is something she has in excess. "Good but not hopeless...I'll take it," is the contemplative, tired murmur that warms the space between them on the swell of her breath. "I've been thinking that this is as close to a fresh start as I'll ever have. I don't know what to do with it yet, how I'll make the Frey pieces fit with the Ru pieces and the Mom pieces...but it's easier to put them together on a clear canvas, right?" Building a puzzle around obstructions leads to a perpetually unfinished project. But nobody knows her now. Nobody remains who recalls past wrongs or sins committed. For all the loss Caido ensures, this may be the one positive side - a fresh start when least expected.
As he pulls away just slightly, her warmed cheek goes cold with the absence, prompting her to look into his eyes to admit the truth with a chagrined downturn of her lips. "No. I made sure to send word I was alive, but I haven't left Wildering House since you brought me there. Until today, obviously." Days have slipped past like sand in an hourglass. It will come to be something she regrets, if she does not already, somewhere beneath the tangled hurt and numb. But if there is one thing Hotaru can count on, it's that she will find her way back to Deimos. It's only a matter of time. When it happens, she hopes he will forgive her for her delay - and for betting her heart on Sunjata a second time against his wishes.
Just because she can survive the fall doesn't mean Noah lets it happen. It's a kindness she doesn't deserve, but one she needs now more than ever.
Time heals, is the bitter truth. He tells it to her in kinder, better ways, but in the end it's a pill one must swallow regardless. The steady fanning of his thumb against her back is passage of time, the breath she takes against his chest is too. The Valkyrie cannot die; time, of all things, is something she has in excess. "Good but not hopeless...I'll take it," is the contemplative, tired murmur that warms the space between them on the swell of her breath. "I've been thinking that this is as close to a fresh start as I'll ever have. I don't know what to do with it yet, how I'll make the Frey pieces fit with the Ru pieces and the Mom pieces...but it's easier to put them together on a clear canvas, right?" Building a puzzle around obstructions leads to a perpetually unfinished project. But nobody knows her now. Nobody remains who recalls past wrongs or sins committed. For all the loss Caido ensures, this may be the one positive side - a fresh start when least expected.
As he pulls away just slightly, her warmed cheek goes cold with the absence, prompting her to look into his eyes to admit the truth with a chagrined downturn of her lips. "No. I made sure to send word I was alive, but I haven't left Wildering House since you brought me there. Until today, obviously." Days have slipped past like sand in an hourglass. It will come to be something she regrets, if she does not already, somewhere beneath the tangled hurt and numb. But if there is one thing Hotaru can count on, it's that she will find her way back to Deimos. It's only a matter of time. When it happens, she hopes he will forgive her for her delay - and for betting her heart on Sunjata a second time against his wishes.
But my ghost was lost to the grownup gallows
So I find my spirit in the bottle
So I find my spirit in the bottle
