// we stood, steady as the stars in the woods, so happy-hearted
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
and the warmth rang true inside these bones, as the old pine fell we sang //
Oh, they know about it. Only it didn’t make much sense to them – having never grown up with the idea of sensations and the like. They wouldn’t even know where to start. It had been a warning Aamu had given them, one of waiting to bite until it was someone they trusted, somewhere they trusted, if only to let the sensation overwhelm them. They imagine everything else is very similar in that regard – the overwhelming sense of too much unloaded on them in the span of their life being completely and utterly full of next to nothing.
Still, they nod, despite their brows that pinch together, both wanting to know and not wanting to know the answer to the next question. “Is it unnatural?” They ask in a quieter voice, their dark gaze ringed in sapphire lifts to spy Bastien’s face, as if they might be able to find the answer therein.
But there’s more, more that has them still nibbling on their lower lip idly. The idea of war was terrifying, if it were anything like LongNight. “How can they be okay with that? We’re not… We’re not bad people. Why do they think they can do that?” There’s a sudden, slow creeping fear that fills them, an oily dread that pools in their would-be stomach.
Still, they nod, despite their brows that pinch together, both wanting to know and not wanting to know the answer to the next question. “Is it unnatural?” They ask in a quieter voice, their dark gaze ringed in sapphire lifts to spy Bastien’s face, as if they might be able to find the answer therein.
But there’s more, more that has them still nibbling on their lower lip idly. The idea of war was terrifying, if it were anything like LongNight. “How can they be okay with that? We’re not… We’re not bad people. Why do they think they can do that?” There’s a sudden, slow creeping fear that fills them, an oily dread that pools in their would-be stomach.
Azrael
