CHULANE
why do things happen with no reason or rhyme?
why does it feel like we're running out of time?
why does it feel like we're running out of time?
His world was tilted, off-kilter, his emotions out of control. As he held onto the feather, he felt everything and nothing all at once - overwhelmed, ashamed, guilty, lost --
No, it's okay, he wanted to reassure Deimos, to explain that it made sense to not want to look in her house, the place was going to be their home together, so soon after hearing the news. It's okay, he wanted to say, but the words were not true, nothing was okay right now - nothing would feel okay for a long while.
He took his moments, the tears eventually subsiding with the Sword's gentle ushering. Reaching for the hand proffered, he left the feather on the bed - to find again, to remember again, to work through the emotions that would rise every time he saw it. Kia, he wanted to scream, to call for her, as if his voice could summon her.
"Let's go," he echoed softly; and so they left.
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Fin - to be continued..
No, it's okay, he wanted to reassure Deimos, to explain that it made sense to not want to look in her house, the place was going to be their home together, so soon after hearing the news. It's okay, he wanted to say, but the words were not true, nothing was okay right now - nothing would feel okay for a long while.
He took his moments, the tears eventually subsiding with the Sword's gentle ushering. Reaching for the hand proffered, he left the feather on the bed - to find again, to remember again, to work through the emotions that would rise every time he saw it. Kia, he wanted to scream, to call for her, as if his voice could summon her.
"Let's go," he echoed softly; and so they left.
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Fin - to be continued..
how do we keep going, through the dark?
why are we here at all, lost in the dark?
why are we here at all, lost in the dark?
