Aurelia
hear those bells ring deep in the soul
chiming away for a moment
chiming away for a moment
She always knew that her death would be born of chaos and unluck. She was never meant to grow old, to live that far-off imagined life, to find her place in the world. She never really had it in her, did she?
But this won't be where her story ends, even if that's the truth. Since she arrived in Caido, she's been nothing more than a flash of life grasping for meaning in a place she exists not by her choice. Yet somehow she clings to that. In spite of the vengeful rage that sizzles through her veins and out through her limbs in one giant pulse of energy, she tries to hold on to everything she has left.
Miraculously, she pushes off through the dark; relenting to those animal instincts, letting them guide her to safety, praying - praying for the first time in her life with a raw genuity that hurts - for Safrin's mercy.
The red panda isn't a particularly special animal in most respects, inferior to most others in the animal kingdom, but all animals know where home is. And she doesn't know if she's out of the dark yet. She still feels the pain as if she's being struck by a thousand needles all at once. Her mind's been fractured by the storm waged upon it, and so her shift carries her through the alleyways as fast as its paws can go.
Beyond the tangle of smoke clouds and the roaring pain in her eardrums, Aurelia catches a glimpse of an achingly familiar person. Her head cranes as she pushes up from the shadows of an alley. It's Milo. No, but it can't be. What is he doing here? Her heart leaps into her throat and the shift falls away. She's suddenly overcome by something far more powerful than fear - and yet this emotion can't be contained by a single word.
"Milo..!?" Her voice rises through the alleyways, stricken by pain. Weak legs fumble against waves of agony as she tries to make her way toward him. "Milo!" There's a sudden blur in her vision, her vitality teetering on the edge. Her hands, marked by the electricity that tore across her flesh, reach out in desperation.
But this won't be where her story ends, even if that's the truth. Since she arrived in Caido, she's been nothing more than a flash of life grasping for meaning in a place she exists not by her choice. Yet somehow she clings to that. In spite of the vengeful rage that sizzles through her veins and out through her limbs in one giant pulse of energy, she tries to hold on to everything she has left.
Miraculously, she pushes off through the dark; relenting to those animal instincts, letting them guide her to safety, praying - praying for the first time in her life with a raw genuity that hurts - for Safrin's mercy.
The red panda isn't a particularly special animal in most respects, inferior to most others in the animal kingdom, but all animals know where home is. And she doesn't know if she's out of the dark yet. She still feels the pain as if she's being struck by a thousand needles all at once. Her mind's been fractured by the storm waged upon it, and so her shift carries her through the alleyways as fast as its paws can go.
Beyond the tangle of smoke clouds and the roaring pain in her eardrums, Aurelia catches a glimpse of an achingly familiar person. Her head cranes as she pushes up from the shadows of an alley. It's Milo. No, but it can't be. What is he doing here? Her heart leaps into her throat and the shift falls away. She's suddenly overcome by something far more powerful than fear - and yet this emotion can't be contained by a single word.
"Milo..!?" Her voice rises through the alleyways, stricken by pain. Weak legs fumble against waves of agony as she tries to make her way toward him. "Milo!" There's a sudden blur in her vision, her vitality teetering on the edge. Her hands, marked by the electricity that tore across her flesh, reach out in desperation.
feel your breath course frankly below
see life as a worthy opponent
see life as a worthy opponent
