Ophelia
Ophelia preens at his laughter. “You should laugh more, it’s a nice sound,” they say primly, smiling their dreamlike smile as their pale blue eyes crinkle. Compliments are easy for them, just as easy as their dismissive pout that emerges at the idea of planning. “Yes, there’s much to be done, but morale is as important as plans and training.” Here they gesture to the dancing mob at large. It’s easier once one hand is freed by Sam slowly slipping back into the outskirts, drawing Ophelia along in his wake as they magnetically follow behind.
Torchline. They’ve heard of it, it makes sense it is the easiest destination to see the ocean. Ophelia privately wonders how far the waters stretch, what other banks it may touch. But there’s no time for pondering when Sam is following up with an offer Ophelia can scarcely grapple with. Like the excited, sheltered child they are, Ophelia bounces in place and both hands reach for one of Sam’s to draw it close to where a human heart had once rested. “Yes! Yes, please!” Their bouncing whips pale strands against their cheeks, eyes bright with joy. “Let’s go!” As if fearing he would retract the offer given enough time, the phantom turns and pulls on his trapped hand, taking them through the crowd at a run to head for the portal and the ocean it promises beyond.
- FIN
Torchline. They’ve heard of it, it makes sense it is the easiest destination to see the ocean. Ophelia privately wonders how far the waters stretch, what other banks it may touch. But there’s no time for pondering when Sam is following up with an offer Ophelia can scarcely grapple with. Like the excited, sheltered child they are, Ophelia bounces in place and both hands reach for one of Sam’s to draw it close to where a human heart had once rested. “Yes! Yes, please!” Their bouncing whips pale strands against their cheeks, eyes bright with joy. “Let’s go!” As if fearing he would retract the offer given enough time, the phantom turns and pulls on his trapped hand, taking them through the crowd at a run to head for the portal and the ocean it promises beyond.
- FIN
For Justice knows the balance and your case cannot be won
By pressing down the scales with your own thumb
By pressing down the scales with your own thumb
