Even when there is no star in sight, you'll always be my only guiding light
This was the part of being a supportive friend that Seren found the hardest. The moment when the silence came, and she was left to sit indecisive, still figuring out what to think, how to feel, what to say. There was so very little she could do besides being there, holding Maeve and stroking her hair as if the pain was something that could be brushed away.
It was not. Nor was it supposed to be.
"I'm so sorry," she said again, because that was apparently she was capable of in this moment. Locke was gone? But what about their bar brawl? What about his painting - the canvas already prepped and planned, lying on her Island and waiting for paint and inspiration? Seflish worries about where her brother had disappeared to and what was going on in his head kept intruding, so that her gaze seemed a little stunned and distant when Maeve looked at her.
"Are... you alright? What are you going to do?" The question was very quiet. Pregnant? A baby. Maeve was having a baby.
'We have ways to know before the child is born if it is Abandoned. They are born dead and the bodies are disposed of outside of the city walls.'
Gideon's words came unbidden to her, like a swirl of poison suffusing clear water. Thank all the gods this wasn't Stormbreak. Seren felt nauseous.
It was not. Nor was it supposed to be.
"I'm so sorry," she said again, because that was apparently she was capable of in this moment. Locke was gone? But what about their bar brawl? What about his painting - the canvas already prepped and planned, lying on her Island and waiting for paint and inspiration? Seflish worries about where her brother had disappeared to and what was going on in his head kept intruding, so that her gaze seemed a little stunned and distant when Maeve looked at her.
"Are... you alright? What are you going to do?" The question was very quiet. Pregnant? A baby. Maeve was having a baby.
'We have ways to know before the child is born if it is Abandoned. They are born dead and the bodies are disposed of outside of the city walls.'
Gideon's words came unbidden to her, like a swirl of poison suffusing clear water. Thank all the gods this wasn't Stormbreak. Seren felt nauseous.
Seren
