I run to the river and dive straight in
I pray that the water will drown out the din
She shakes her head at the comment about Safrin, wincing as her neck twinges with a note of pain. "I was stupid. I shouldn't have gone back in, and then... everyone else got out without help. Well-" Remembering the crackling electricity, Amalia frowns. "The Ascended may have been helped. But Jigano was fine. I was just..." The lingering silence that follows says it all. Slow. Weak. Stupid. Useless.
Her jaw tenses beneath Adam's fingers, but the hard glint in her eyes is a poor facsimile of true apathy. Behind the flint is a flood of distress, too many feeling to sort and examine, and under all that there is tired. Tired of trying. Tired of failing. Tired of not being enough.
Searching Adam's face, the girl sighs wearily. "It feels like I'm in a nightmare," she admits softly. "Like I'll wake up from this at any minute. Everything was... it was fine, hours ago. I mean, I was- Deimos was- we-!" Her voice breaks in a strangled sob, one hand falling weakly to her pocket. It emerges with metal glinting between shaking fingers, the light catching the pretty thing and reflecting it like mockery. "We were going to get married," Amalia whispers, staring at the ring. "And now I'm only half a person. Who would want to marry that?"
Her jaw tenses beneath Adam's fingers, but the hard glint in her eyes is a poor facsimile of true apathy. Behind the flint is a flood of distress, too many feeling to sort and examine, and under all that there is tired. Tired of trying. Tired of failing. Tired of not being enough.
Searching Adam's face, the girl sighs wearily. "It feels like I'm in a nightmare," she admits softly. "Like I'll wake up from this at any minute. Everything was... it was fine, hours ago. I mean, I was- Deimos was- we-!" Her voice breaks in a strangled sob, one hand falling weakly to her pocket. It emerges with metal glinting between shaking fingers, the light catching the pretty thing and reflecting it like mockery. "We were going to get married," Amalia whispers, staring at the ring. "And now I'm only half a person. Who would want to marry that?"
i swallow the sound and it swallows me whole
'Til there's nothing left inside my soul
Amalia
