Deimos
we are all b r o k e n
that's how the l i g h t gets in
Brief indeed; fleeting at times, meandering in others, spirals and cycles and circles of so many events conspired and revolving, whether it be abductions, rebellions, Spire visits, near death experiences, or LongNight preparations. The moments rarely stilled, between desperation to save the world, and strangled endeavors, consistently drumming and orchestrating, planning and calculating, the rush, the frenzy, the flurry of movement – and perhaps the only time he could rest, truly sink into anything beyond scheming and meddling, creating and contorting, had been here, with her. Here he could breathe. Here he could enjoy. Here he could revel.that's how the l i g h t gets in
Intertwined, wound, entangled, woven, snagged and snared, a quiet smirk rendered on his features when neither of them struggled or strived to step away, pressed and placed along the ethers of their embrace. Instead there was laughter, and he could not remember a time where he felt much lighter, save for perhaps last year’s occasions, not buried, not burrowed, not hollowed out or caving in. His shoulders carried cumbersome loads but they weren’t daunted, his spine conquered, his movements devoured, and his soul failed to succumb to the pressures of every day – not here, not now, not when the sun beat and the music resounded and they were tucked together, in the here, in the now.
The Sword’s breath pooled in fluid, easy ministrations, voice echoing her rumbling purr, connotations and fervency expressed in the deeper ricochets coiling through his chest. “Yes. Are you?” a chuckle, a raw laugh accompanying, light movements intentionally pulling, capturing, tugging her backwards, into his chest, away from the stall, away from the rush of strangers, from the things that always pushed and pulled at them. “But what would make it better?” Another tease and taunt, lips resting somewhere above the shell of her ear, before retreating, head back the top of hers.
keep the ones who
h e a r d y o u
when you never said a word
h e a r d y o u
when you never said a word
