Hotaru
i'm still here but all is lost
Not enough? Hotaru's lips begin to slowly turn down at the thought, wondering what else Sah could possibly want or ask for. Things that wouldn't ultimately amount to childish dreams and wishes when faced with things like war. Was it merely his age that made him wish for things out of reach? Things like peace, equality? Freedom from the oversight of the gods? Except no. His hand rises to cover her own, and her stomach falls to her feet at the action alone. It is a tipped hand, and she knows that what is to come is something terrible. Her fingers feel cold and numb against his cheek as he speaks. As he unfurls horror after horror that she could have never anticipated. And then in the moment after, she feels horrifically, terribly, pitiably stupid. She was a fool. All these years proud of her intellect and for what? Of course all Abandoned regardless of life stage would perish in Stormbreak. She was a fool. A fucking fool.
Her hand falls from his cheek. "No." It's barely a whisper, but the empty fields around them begin to groan as the wind picks up. The spring clouds overhead darken by measures. It's not a denial, but she doesn't have any other words to reach for. Her arms come to wrap around herself. "No. No. No." Blonde hair begins to stir around her, static around them rising. Hotaru turns and begins to step away, though where she's going is meaningless. She has to move. Overhead the clouds darken further, blotting out the sun. Thunder rolls ominously. "FUCK!" It's a wild screech into the skies, and lightning strikes down around them, unrelenting and sporadic. Hands clench into fists deep enough for her nails to cut and draw blood. "Fuck! FUCK!" She lifts her hands to fist at the roots of her hair, smearing blood over her forehead and scalp, and tries desperately to reign in her anger.
