how glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains
She reappears as easily as she vanished, and you are reminded of something you once knew: nymph. She seems kinda nymphish, the way she can vanish and reappear, like maybe she was never all the way here to begin with. Like she really belongs to somewhere else, and he's caught her in between realities.
But she seems unhappy with her reappearance, flustered and furrowed. Is she displeased that you captured her? Are you holding her against her will? "Okay," you reply simply, taking in her shaky breath, the way her face seems somehow paler, her eyes awash with ghosts. Then you smile, stepping toward her suddenly, extending a gentle and inviting hand for her to take, as though she were some sort of wild thing. It's the same way you would soothe your sister, should such a similar circumstance arise. "I'm here, too."
Pursing your lips in sudden thought, you turn back toward the labyrinth, using your free hand to point at the branch of new life that now extends from within. "I was lookin' at this- young buds in the middle. Even though it's wild an' forgotten, it keeps growin' all the time. I like that."
But she seems unhappy with her reappearance, flustered and furrowed. Is she displeased that you captured her? Are you holding her against her will? "Okay," you reply simply, taking in her shaky breath, the way her face seems somehow paler, her eyes awash with ghosts. Then you smile, stepping toward her suddenly, extending a gentle and inviting hand for her to take, as though she were some sort of wild thing. It's the same way you would soothe your sister, should such a similar circumstance arise. "I'm here, too."
Pursing your lips in sudden thought, you turn back toward the labyrinth, using your free hand to point at the branch of new life that now extends from within. "I was lookin' at this- young buds in the middle. Even though it's wild an' forgotten, it keeps growin' all the time. I like that."
