you drew memories in my mind I could never erase
painted colors in my heart I could never replace
She deserves to lose the large figure, the looming figure, the mountain, the revenant, the Sword. The shift in their positions is stark and abrupt, yet as Amalia looks up at the retreating demon she feels an odd sort of peace. This is what her life always led to, the moment of inevitability. She chose to be lonely, to be alone, to walk a path of gods and prayer and sinking, shifting sand. He's right, it was a choice she made, even if it was the one that hurt.
Better for them to leave, she thinks. Better to be alone.
The stern commandment catches her off guard, though. Blinking up through her haze and discomfort, Amalia sees the other demon still before her on the ground, reaching out with a hand like fire that blazes in the sun. "I'm not alone?" the Shield echoes, confusion and tears choking her voice. "You're not alone. You have a fire." She reaches out with trembling fingers to close his hand into a fist, pushing it gently away.
"You should be together. You love each other the right way." It's a sad sigh, bittersweet, nostalgic as smoke on the breeze. "You don't like me, but you like each other. And I like Safrin." Nodding at the certainty of this statement, the Shield focuses abruptly back on Nate, then up to Jata. "I like him more than the other one. Even if he bites."
Better for them to leave, she thinks. Better to be alone.
The stern commandment catches her off guard, though. Blinking up through her haze and discomfort, Amalia sees the other demon still before her on the ground, reaching out with a hand like fire that blazes in the sun. "I'm not alone?" the Shield echoes, confusion and tears choking her voice. "You're not alone. You have a fire." She reaches out with trembling fingers to close his hand into a fist, pushing it gently away.
"You should be together. You love each other the right way." It's a sad sigh, bittersweet, nostalgic as smoke on the breeze. "You don't like me, but you like each other. And I like Safrin." Nodding at the certainty of this statement, the Shield focuses abruptly back on Nate, then up to Jata. "I like him more than the other one. Even if he bites."
meet me where the falling stars live
Amalia
