All expectations make her heart feel numb
She watched as Aamu transformed; uncertain of what layers lurked beneath, eyes widening a fraction as emotions seemed to stir, overwhelm. There were too many pockets of grief and sorrow, too many granules of writhing, wrathful constituents – and she couldn’t take it. Not right now. Her hands ghosted over his, placing another apple in between, and even if she had virtually no warmth to provide, maybe that was something. Better than nothing. Better than the walls they had built around them. Better than all the ominous, forbidding voids they had coming their way.
Mabel took Azrael’s offered hand, joined in the haphazard dance, in the display of innocence. In things, save for the demigod, they’d long since lost. To have again, for tiny fragments, for minute moments, for sparse figments before the world fell apart. And so she continued her song, and wrapped her fingers around Aamu’s too, the basket of apples under her arms, a silly, precious wake shared in hazes of brethren and kin and desperate figures.
Would it entice the luxere? Would it enhance the potential for them to come?
For them to be saved?
The youth didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t know. But the melody stirred in her soul and kept its minuet throughout the folds of darkness, where they could be sirens and wolves and kings and nymphs.
Mabel took Azrael’s offered hand, joined in the haphazard dance, in the display of innocence. In things, save for the demigod, they’d long since lost. To have again, for tiny fragments, for minute moments, for sparse figments before the world fell apart. And so she continued her song, and wrapped her fingers around Aamu’s too, the basket of apples under her arms, a silly, precious wake shared in hazes of brethren and kin and desperate figures.
Would it entice the luxere? Would it enhance the potential for them to come?
For them to be saved?
The youth didn’t, couldn’t, wouldn’t know. But the melody stirred in her soul and kept its minuet throughout the folds of darkness, where they could be sirens and wolves and kings and nymphs.
MABEL
