MABEL
If he sought to invoke some wild flame, some hidden brazenness in the mocking of her name, it wasn’t the right match to strike. She’d grown up in a world of siblings – there were far worse connotations. So she snorted, invoked the impudent, seditious mark in the corner of her mouth, a snicker, a smirk, in the acceptance, in the notations of violence.
To try. To strive. To enact the procedures Aamu had taught her; proving something to herself.
Capability? Merit? Potential?
What it should’ve been was the semblance of survival.
He could slip around pillars if he wanted – but the darkness was hers. Under the cloak of shadow and veils, shrouds and twilight, her eyes took it all in, absorbed, knew the parameters of every building, of every piece and portion of this rubbled, ruined world. Quick, stealthy, she pursued, ran, ran, ran, no need for breath, no need for lungs to expand, charging onward, onward –
And reaching out with the knife, stretching her arm, the hand clasping over the hilt, intending to nick and torment whatever she could snag.
To try. To strive. To enact the procedures Aamu had taught her; proving something to herself.
Capability? Merit? Potential?
What it should’ve been was the semblance of survival.
He could slip around pillars if he wanted – but the darkness was hers. Under the cloak of shadow and veils, shrouds and twilight, her eyes took it all in, absorbed, knew the parameters of every building, of every piece and portion of this rubbled, ruined world. Quick, stealthy, she pursued, ran, ran, ran, no need for breath, no need for lungs to expand, charging onward, onward –
And reaching out with the knife, stretching her arm, the hand clasping over the hilt, intending to nick and torment whatever she could snag.
If you dig under my feet
You will find things that you don't want to see
You will find things that you don't want to see
