and the sky was littered with the corpses of stars
They don’t know the answer to them either, they don’t know what could have compelled the Voice to want to do such a thing. But what they do know, is that they get a sinking pit in their stomach, one that has their fingers fiddling against their notebook as if searching for an outlet. It’s a lot to process, Azrael having never heard anything bad of the Voice, having to suddenly understand that things weren’t so simple, that some of their family had done some terrible things. Even still, they chew on the inside of their cheek, bronze and sapphire eyes flitting to Juniper with brows knitted together. It makes sense, but it begs the question why they had to do that one, why not talk to them first, why go in blazing and making enemies. But they don’t know the answer to that either, they don’t think Juniper would too, and so their shoulders slump in a bit of deflation.
“So that’s why we’re not allowed to go?” They ask quietly, even if their intentions weren’t for any harm, it feels like they don’t even know the rest of their family that well if there was something like this they were capable of, that they had kept hidden from them. “I’m sorry.” They say quieter now, mulling it over as their head lowers a bit, thinking. They want to offer their help, but they don’t know how that would go over either, and so they simply settle, thinking, coming up with nothing.
this one night, i saw a million lightyears pass
Azrael
