Amalia
the shield of safrin
Ronin has no answers for her, no solution to her trauma. He can offer her no relief. And what had she expected, really? Wrapping her arms more tightly over her legs, the Shield runs her thumb urgently over her prominent shins, tracing invisible lines in a motion that could hardly be called soothing.
"I'll be okay." This is a lie- or rather, a half-truth. She will be okay, eventually, though for now her breath continues to come fast, her heart continues to thunder. Visibly frustrated, she drops her head down to her knees. "The same thing happened after... After the LongNight with the spark bird perch. With Edy. Never as bad, though."
Curling and uncurling her toes in the sand as though to remind herself they do indeed work, the Shield exhales one more sigh. When she speaks again there is fire in her voice, frustration and anger leaking out among the pain. "For all of Rae's genius in making humans, we're very good at hurting each other. And breaking. And I hate it."
"I'll be okay." This is a lie- or rather, a half-truth. She will be okay, eventually, though for now her breath continues to come fast, her heart continues to thunder. Visibly frustrated, she drops her head down to her knees. "The same thing happened after... After the LongNight with the spark bird perch. With Edy. Never as bad, though."
Curling and uncurling her toes in the sand as though to remind herself they do indeed work, the Shield exhales one more sigh. When she speaks again there is fire in her voice, frustration and anger leaking out among the pain. "For all of Rae's genius in making humans, we're very good at hurting each other. And breaking. And I hate it."
She wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
she wants to be alone and together with you
