REXANNA
She had never imagined it would be such a feeling, seeing the Valkyrie there before her, but Rexanna’s mind races with such ferocity that she can’t help the happy sob that leaves her as she feels Hotaru’s hands on her cheek before they embrace, and tears fall from the both of them. Her first true friend in a world of many faces, fancy words, and harsh tempers. And she nods in response, aiming to bury her face into her friend’s neck, into her blonde hair as she holds her tight. “I’m here.” She says again, as if she can’t say it enough to prove it to her.
The Penumbra doesn’t mind the tight embrace, it helps not needing to breathe, and she lets Hotaru hold her for as long as she needs, craving the touch despite the deadened feelings in her arms. She can’t feel the closeness, but she knows it’s there, and it’s enough for her. It’s enough to be there, to feel her, to see her, and know that it’s not a memory, a figment of her imagination. But who else did she think had passed, that were now suddenly here? ’There is time.’ She assures herself, knowing that she was here now, and there was plenty of time to overwhelm and share in the joy of Hotaru the Valkyrie.
To have her sister again.
And when they withdraw from the embrace, and she sits beside Rexanna on the crumbling piece of rock, Rexanna can’t help herself but to reach out to hold her hand. She is not the same as she was before, and neither is Deimos. But she would learn the shift soon enough, learn the closeness that had brought her back to them. Back into the family of mountains and winds and howling wolves. Her family. And there’s Kiada, too, the raging flame of fury and strength, a relationship she hasn’t repaired. But perhaps this might do the trick, to show how much Rexanna wishes to apologize for what she’d done, how terrible of a mother she’d been, to bring the family back together.
She hears Hotaru hiccup, watches while she wipes away her tears, and Rexanna reaches up to wipe away her own. She claims she will never leave and Rexanna’s eyes glimmer with another series of tears as she grins to her best friend, letting her hand go with a squeeze to hug and hold tight again. “I want to say I can’t believe it, but…” She pauses to pull away and look into Hotaru’s dual toned eyes. “There are more of us, more Helovian’s here, Ru.” She can’t stop the name that falls from her lips through her choked up throat, even though she had vowed to wait. It’s too important, too much of an overwhelming feeling to leave Hotaru in the dark. “Deimos. Deimos is here.”
The Penumbra doesn’t mind the tight embrace, it helps not needing to breathe, and she lets Hotaru hold her for as long as she needs, craving the touch despite the deadened feelings in her arms. She can’t feel the closeness, but she knows it’s there, and it’s enough for her. It’s enough to be there, to feel her, to see her, and know that it’s not a memory, a figment of her imagination. But who else did she think had passed, that were now suddenly here? ’There is time.’ She assures herself, knowing that she was here now, and there was plenty of time to overwhelm and share in the joy of Hotaru the Valkyrie.
To have her sister again.
And when they withdraw from the embrace, and she sits beside Rexanna on the crumbling piece of rock, Rexanna can’t help herself but to reach out to hold her hand. She is not the same as she was before, and neither is Deimos. But she would learn the shift soon enough, learn the closeness that had brought her back to them. Back into the family of mountains and winds and howling wolves. Her family. And there’s Kiada, too, the raging flame of fury and strength, a relationship she hasn’t repaired. But perhaps this might do the trick, to show how much Rexanna wishes to apologize for what she’d done, how terrible of a mother she’d been, to bring the family back together.
She hears Hotaru hiccup, watches while she wipes away her tears, and Rexanna reaches up to wipe away her own. She claims she will never leave and Rexanna’s eyes glimmer with another series of tears as she grins to her best friend, letting her hand go with a squeeze to hug and hold tight again. “I want to say I can’t believe it, but…” She pauses to pull away and look into Hotaru’s dual toned eyes. “There are more of us, more Helovian’s here, Ru.” She can’t stop the name that falls from her lips through her choked up throat, even though she had vowed to wait. It’s too important, too much of an overwhelming feeling to leave Hotaru in the dark. “Deimos. Deimos is here.”
until the lambs
have become
lions
