KIADA
ok, ok, i never had wings, only feathers
& i cried like a baby when they left me
“He was right.” Comes the rumble from the Reaper, the Sword, and she fights back the sorrow that encompasses her chest. Ru’in had never been one to be able to fine tune anything with his hands, having never been able to pay fine details to things like he wished to. Even the way his mouth had formed, with too large teeth and everything else, words had been hard for him. But he had always tried for her, had always wanted to be better, to combat her own lithe, sweet grace.
He had been her opposite, much like Kianzo.
Where she was swift and agile, he had been a pillar of stone, unmoving and bulky. Where she had been an inferno, he was the water that smoldered and surged beneath, a hidden power to her own fire.
She watches the charm as Deimos inspects it before she sighs to herself. “On… On Longnight, when he died, when I found the charm and the note... I read it before entering the Rathskeller.” She pauses, taking as much time as she needs while her hand trembles in her pocket, clutching the note tightly. “He had asked me to marry him.” Her voice is soft now, quiet, contemplative. She would have, she hopes he knows this. She would have married him in an instant — to wake up wrapped within his brawny, strong body, with freckles and beauty underlining the stony outer exterior.
She would have been happy to.
He had been her opposite, much like Kianzo.
Where she was swift and agile, he had been a pillar of stone, unmoving and bulky. Where she had been an inferno, he was the water that smoldered and surged beneath, a hidden power to her own fire.
She watches the charm as Deimos inspects it before she sighs to herself. “On… On Longnight, when he died, when I found the charm and the note... I read it before entering the Rathskeller.” She pauses, taking as much time as she needs while her hand trembles in her pocket, clutching the note tightly. “He had asked me to marry him.” Her voice is soft now, quiet, contemplative. She would have, she hopes he knows this. She would have married him in an instant — to wake up wrapped within his brawny, strong body, with freckles and beauty underlining the stony outer exterior.
She would have been happy to.
& i bled every time somebody touched me
ok, ok, i wasn't beautiful, not even in golden light
does it really matter, anyway?
we all get swallowed eventually
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
