AMALIA
you're staring at the sky
watching stars collide
"A minotaur?" The story gets more fantastical, but it remains far from the strangest she has heard. Shaking her head at Adam's antics, she sighs dramatically, though her voice remains playful and light. "I really can't let you out of my sight without you getting into trouble, huh?"watching stars collide
The serious tone is unexpected, and Amalia feels herself tense a little, unprepared for the sudden vulnerability. "Yes." She knows the black hole well, has felt the hollow emptiness and shied away from that foreboding dark - or, not so long ago, sunk into it. Only once has she felt truly free, been relieved of the darkness and actually touched light.
But she had to die to do it, and while that may be a viable long-term solution, it comes with a certain associated cost.
Sighing again, but in earnest this time, Amalia drops her head to Adam's shoulder, empathy and understanding making her ache for the man. "Yeah, I know the feeling. I've never tried alcohol to make it go away. I just kind of..." She shrugs expressively, the silence saying volumes. Endure.
