You're so cold
but you feel alive
Breathing a slow, deep sigh, she touched his hair as he leaned into her. Let him stay there against her neck, and tried to ignore the tingling response that trilled down her neck and spine. Focusing on his voice helped, but only a little.
Hearing the reply, her grip tightened around him. Grew quite still, until he withdrew enough to look at her, to explain. Worry mingled with sadness in a complicated dance across her face at the news, and a slight frown appeared to crease her brows.
"Do you really have to kill it?" she asked, almost pleading. She'd always had a soft spot for dragons. "It's so dangerous, and it seems awfully cruel... Is it for the shrine?"
The awfulness of the idea that Sunjata would be doing such a horrible thing was second only to the concern that he might get injured doing it. What a strange thing, for a goddess of life to need death in order to do anything.
Hearing the reply, her grip tightened around him. Grew quite still, until he withdrew enough to look at her, to explain. Worry mingled with sadness in a complicated dance across her face at the news, and a slight frown appeared to crease her brows.
"Do you really have to kill it?" she asked, almost pleading. She'd always had a soft spot for dragons. "It's so dangerous, and it seems awfully cruel... Is it for the shrine?"
The awfulness of the idea that Sunjata would be doing such a horrible thing was second only to the concern that he might get injured doing it. What a strange thing, for a goddess of life to need death in order to do anything.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
