KIADA
ok, ok, i never had wings, only feathers
& i cried like a baby when they left me
“I know.” She cuts in briefly, before her voice threatens to give out. She works her jaw a moment, feeling that automatic tick of her heart deep in her chest, even despite the sour feeling that churns in her gut. It’s more emotional now than it is physical, but a part of her is still glad that she has that to feel rather than everything else. She could expand on the thought, but he’d said he understood.
She should leave it at that.
And so, she does.
She can’t help but to sniffle, to break her attention away to wipe away those bastard tears, discomfort edging on the corners of her lips where they pull into a small frown as she meets his gaze again – her iceberg hues glassy and unsure, uncertain where they meet the pain of his. “I mean that you won’t have to worry about me.” Because she’d be somewhere safe, with the rest of the Ascended. Until war loomed on the doorstep and there wouldn’t be anymore saving her. "I'll be where an Ascended is safest."
She should leave it at that.
And so, she does.
She can’t help but to sniffle, to break her attention away to wipe away those bastard tears, discomfort edging on the corners of her lips where they pull into a small frown as she meets his gaze again – her iceberg hues glassy and unsure, uncertain where they meet the pain of his. “I mean that you won’t have to worry about me.” Because she’d be somewhere safe, with the rest of the Ascended. Until war loomed on the doorstep and there wouldn’t be anymore saving her. "I'll be where an Ascended is safest."
& i bled every time somebody touched me
ok, ok, i wasn't beautiful, not even in golden light
does it really matter, anyway?
we all get swallowed eventually
No permission needed for power play!
Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
