are the dead really silent?I draw back from her voice, her screaming at me. Everything about my body flattens to the ground, a whine and a cry echoing from my maw. I just want to be near them, to touch them, to know they are alive and they are whole. I want to tell them their life will be okay and promise them they will be loved. I want to lie to them and tell them their lives will be beautiful. I just want… I just want. I just want it to stop.
Please… I beg again. Please, tell them I love them. Tell them you love them… Panic rises in me. I scramble away from the mouth of the den. I know the hurt I inflicted on her, the wrong I caused. Through the black hole of the chaos I feel the moment of clarity. I hear the voice of my true love, her own echoing mine in the cries for forgiveness. I’m sorry… I am so sorry… please… The darkness starts to envelope my consciousness again. All I see is Psyche’s vibrant blue eyes. The electricity that burned into my soul flames again with a pain that scorches my very being. I just want to touch her again and tell her I loved her, she had been the balance and the truth of my life. My very soul had seeped away from me with her absence. As I looked around me I knew who I was, that I was not who I had become. I loved my children, I longed to touch them and teach them the joys and the balance of the world. I was off, everything was uneven and clouded. The sun had not risen to break my night and still the darkness of a starless sky blanketed my world. The cold of the winter had not broken with the life of spring and still the cold seeped into my skin.
The pup, the boy, the one of my blood who wore my coat, cried out blindly. Just the sound, the simple sound sent me flying through divines. I just wanted to touch him. Comfort him and tell him the cruel voice he might here was just a dream, just a nightmare. I inched forward, my own cries growing uncontrollably louder. I just wanted to comfort my son, my sun, impart him with the fire of life and protect him from the voices of death.
Please, I will leave. I promise I will leave. Please, let me tell them I love them. I just want to tell them I love them.
Her fear, her terror, the heartbreak, my horror, the chaos, the madness, the blindness. I just wanted to touch them. The sounds, the voices, the screaming. It tore me away. My paws scraped against the ground as my body moved and flew away.
....I loved them... The sounds howled into the air, echoing silently off the stars.
All I wanted was to love them. lord; 41in/190lbs; Psyche’s fateXheartless; Asteraia |