sometimes we break so beautiful and you know you're not the only one
i breathe you in so sweet and powerful
Her gaze finds him when he speaks, watching as he taps his chin and brings his hands to his mouth, kissing her knuckles slowly, and she shivers beneath his gaze at it levies on her. And she gives him a bright fanged grin to that, thinking back to a term she’d heard before in Halyven, humming a bit of her amusement. “You be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, I’ll be the wings that keep your heart in the clouds.” She muses to him, stepping up on her tiptoes to place a kiss to his nose. (Threw in a Mayday Parade reference because I absolutely couldn’t stop myself)
But the smiles and amusement fade as soon as she settles back on her heels, leaning into him as she delves further into her past, into the life she’d had before ending up here – how much of a salvation Caido had been to her with her head mere inches away from the chopping block. But she looks up to him then with a light smile and a small shake of her head. “I think Halyven and your world were similar. It was only Asciend that bore wings. It was strange, even to us, even though they’d had them for as long as anyone could remember.” She says quietly.
But in terms of love? Well, she hadn’t known what it was. Not really, at least. And she listens to him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, to look into his ochre gaze with as much love as she can muster in her green gaze. “You’ve grown up quite handsomely.” She tells him with a hint of jest, before it fades to seriousness. “I think… Finding you is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Bastien.” She says quietly, smile faltering in her seriousness of the words that leave her lips. “To love me for me and not what I could give you. And I think we have the Voice and Frey to thank for that.” She says softly, smile slowly returning and creeping along her face.
But the smiles and amusement fade as soon as she settles back on her heels, leaning into him as she delves further into her past, into the life she’d had before ending up here – how much of a salvation Caido had been to her with her head mere inches away from the chopping block. But she looks up to him then with a light smile and a small shake of her head. “I think Halyven and your world were similar. It was only Asciend that bore wings. It was strange, even to us, even though they’d had them for as long as anyone could remember.” She says quietly.
But in terms of love? Well, she hadn’t known what it was. Not really, at least. And she listens to him, reaching up to wrap her arms around his neck, to look into his ochre gaze with as much love as she can muster in her green gaze. “You’ve grown up quite handsomely.” She tells him with a hint of jest, before it fades to seriousness. “I think… Finding you is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Bastien.” She says quietly, smile faltering in her seriousness of the words that leave her lips. “To love me for me and not what I could give you. And I think we have the Voice and Frey to thank for that.” She says softly, smile slowly returning and creeping along her face.
like a wildfire burning up inside my lungs
i'm burning up, i'm burning up, i'm burning up
REXANNA
