Aurelia
these nightmares all bend
silver linings are all i need
silver linings are all i need
The Hanged Man, because of course he's there.
There's a sweep of memories at the sight of Jack Barclay, of their last conversation, how well that had gone. There's also a flood of relief and a strange calmness that centers her in the moment, pulling her mind back from all the directions it's been going in.
Physically, it's not hard to see that she's just been travelling as she approaches. At least she's wearing a fresh change of clothes and it's possible that she's bathed but, with the heat and humidity she looks like hell anyway. Her skin is blemished with bruises, scrapes, and uneven tan lines. There's a stress rash on one of her arms that she itches as she comes to a stop in front of Jack. (Or near, next to, depending on what he's doing)
"Can we talk?"
There's a sweep of memories at the sight of Jack Barclay, of their last conversation, how well that had gone. There's also a flood of relief and a strange calmness that centers her in the moment, pulling her mind back from all the directions it's been going in.
Physically, it's not hard to see that she's just been travelling as she approaches. At least she's wearing a fresh change of clothes and it's possible that she's bathed but, with the heat and humidity she looks like hell anyway. Her skin is blemished with bruises, scrapes, and uneven tan lines. There's a stress rash on one of her arms that she itches as she comes to a stop in front of Jack. (Or near, next to, depending on what he's doing)
"Can we talk?"
so please just hold onto me
these demons, they're old to me
these demons, they're old to me
