if we never meet again

KIADA you think that i'll be the dark sky so you can be the star? He tries to dodge but she manages to get him down a few pegs. It’s not enough though, and she curses as he zooms ahead again, wondering what the guards at the edge might be thinking of this avian tango. Naapa kwa miungu. She hisses in her native tongue, before she’d focusing again and trying to slip up behind him. She lowers herself, spinning to try and grab onto his talons with her own, to grab him within her reach and take him from the skies once more. Somewhere where he couldn’t go and off himself. I get it, Korbin. But this isn’t the answer. The Harpy thinks of everyone she’s ever lost, of them worlds she’s fallen through, of the creatures she’s had to deal with and learn from. And so she pleads with him again, hoping either her actions or her words would reach him. She doesn’t expect either to, but she’s hopeful. So, fucking, hopeful. Naapa kwa miungu — I swear to the gods. i will swallow you whole.