[SE] brighter flames

amalia chandrakant there is a color that shines through your skin Like the moon on the wind She can feel him processing her request, doesn't need to turn and look to know the process behind those blue eyes. A breath held in anticipation, fear of a rebuttal - it isn't time, there's too much to do, there's too many to mourn, things are too dark - and then exhaled in a plume of relief, the first thing like a genuine smile brightening her face. Turning back to look at him, the Shield nearly cries, tears of relief and hope pressing unbidden behind her eyes. "Yes!" she agrees with his decision, not knowing or caring who will stand as guard of their broken pieces, their shadowed halls and haunted pasts. "I could even close the bakery. Especially since Fiat Lux-" Well. Honestly, the Shield has no idea if Fiat Lux is happening or not, and right now she doesn't particularly care. Moving now away from the cart Amalia settles into the damp earth, pressing unabashedly against her husband's warm, soft side. Running fingers idly through the thick hair of the dog, the girl allows herself to daydream, to imagine what might be. "We can sleep on the beach and watch the sun come up. And swim out to the horizon. And not see anyone at all." the night is full on behalf or your evaded mask And the rings round your eyes

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