i wanted to be ruined —
a little more than i wanted
— to be loved
She thinks she’s breaking, when his name leaves her lips. When it’s all she can think about, the freckles, the dark hues of his skin, the way the color blue always seemed to alight his frame. And it’s almost like she can imagine him perfectly, happy, somewhere else other than this purgatory he had thought. Until she had proven she was there, she was real and he was back. The Harpy had tried so hard, and the one time she took a misstep, she had failed disastrously once again.
But she always leaned toward the dark and unknown, things that she couldn’t help even if she tried to. She knows this as she swallows down the sob that churns her stomach, as she feels Auni’s light pulsing through his antlers, as his velvet muzzle reaches for her cheek and caresses gently with wide sad eyes. The trees begin to sigh, a rustle of the wind through it, picking up dark tresses of her hair and her clothes – and she wonders if it’s a sign that she should leave, that selfish pitiful questions like this aren’t welcome here.
Yet, a feeling of gentle comfort cascades over her scarred shoulders, a shawl of sorts. And she doesn’t move, instead she shuts her eyes tight against the surprise, sorrow lingering in her chest as she wishes to wrap herself up – to not show Ludo how weak she is. But she’s only human, and blighted, and sad, and broken. And she needs a purpose, she needs something to keep from wasting away. "Ludo." She whispers, half in greeting, half in surprise.
Auni looks upon Ludo with a slight wag of his nub of a tail, antlers glowing the gilt hues much like its lanterns, as Kiada listens to the gentle words Ludo gives her. There’s a shaky breath that the Harpy inhales, sharper when she learns that he had never made it to Mort. And her stomach drops even further – he was stuck, trapped, somewhere like the purgatory he had thought he was in.
She is unhappy to learn the news, unhappy to learn that there is no way to speak to him if even Ludo didn’t know where the stone mason was. She gnaws on her lips, pulling her hands away from her face and sitting back just enough with Ludo on her shoulders to hear the last bit of information. There’s a spark of hope within her, and she will do anything to find out. Her voice still shakes as her hands tremble in her lap, and she acknowledges the question poised. “Anything.” She begins, addressing the god with all the fervor and might she has left. “I will do anything to find out.” She adds, as if it wasn’t clear enough with the racing thoughts in her mind. “…What would you have me do?” Because she would do anything to bring him back, to send him off, to make sure he's okay. Anything and everything, for him.
But she always leaned toward the dark and unknown, things that she couldn’t help even if she tried to. She knows this as she swallows down the sob that churns her stomach, as she feels Auni’s light pulsing through his antlers, as his velvet muzzle reaches for her cheek and caresses gently with wide sad eyes. The trees begin to sigh, a rustle of the wind through it, picking up dark tresses of her hair and her clothes – and she wonders if it’s a sign that she should leave, that selfish pitiful questions like this aren’t welcome here.
Yet, a feeling of gentle comfort cascades over her scarred shoulders, a shawl of sorts. And she doesn’t move, instead she shuts her eyes tight against the surprise, sorrow lingering in her chest as she wishes to wrap herself up – to not show Ludo how weak she is. But she’s only human, and blighted, and sad, and broken. And she needs a purpose, she needs something to keep from wasting away. "Ludo." She whispers, half in greeting, half in surprise.
Auni looks upon Ludo with a slight wag of his nub of a tail, antlers glowing the gilt hues much like its lanterns, as Kiada listens to the gentle words Ludo gives her. There’s a shaky breath that the Harpy inhales, sharper when she learns that he had never made it to Mort. And her stomach drops even further – he was stuck, trapped, somewhere like the purgatory he had thought he was in.
She is unhappy to learn the news, unhappy to learn that there is no way to speak to him if even Ludo didn’t know where the stone mason was. She gnaws on her lips, pulling her hands away from her face and sitting back just enough with Ludo on her shoulders to hear the last bit of information. There’s a spark of hope within her, and she will do anything to find out. Her voice still shakes as her hands tremble in her lap, and she acknowledges the question poised. “Anything.” She begins, addressing the god with all the fervor and might she has left. “I will do anything to find out.” She adds, as if it wasn’t clear enough with the racing thoughts in her mind. “…What would you have me do?” Because she would do anything to bring him back, to send him off, to make sure he's okay. Anything and everything, for him.
KIADA
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
