The silicon chip inside her head got switched to overload
Nobody’s going to go to school today, she’s going to make them stay at home
Her daddy doesn’t understand it, he always said she was good as gold
Her ears twitched gently as she brushed the hair, her eyes were closed, she hummed softly a song that she couldn't place, couldn't remember the words to. Like a memory of a memory. A dream of a dream. The emerald dress clung to her figure, one she had regained since having her second child. Her arms were stronger than they had been once, before the war. She held muscle, but she still seemed delicate. It could have been the pale colour of her skin, or the way the dark shadows stood out from under her eyes against the pale. Or maybe it was just that she had always seemed slim and delicate.
She stopped brushing her hair when she heard him step into the room, her ears twitched and flattened against her head as she turned to look at someone she instantly assumed would be an intruder. But when she saw his face her ears lifted and she smiled softly, and looked down, suddenly ashamed that she didn't recognise the sound of his feet. She had closed off her mind for peace, and hadn't felt him coming. She hadn't sensed a thing. It took her a moment to register what he was saying. She didn't react, couldn't look him in the eyes as she thought. After a painful silence she stood up and walked over to him, she pushed a hand on his chest, her hand cool against his warmth. She had missed the feel of his heartbeat, the smell of his breath, the colour of his eyes when he looked at her like that.
“Arthur...” She started then paused. “I don't know... If I could ever love anyone else. I could never stop loving you...” She smiled at him softly. Her heart thudded just with his proximity, it always had, nothing had changed there. She leaned forwards and kissed him softly on the cheek. “Shaman had to come first, I understand. And I needed time too... I pushed you away as well...” She kissed him again, on the lips this time. She had missed how he tasted, even this had been a rarity since the war had begun. But to her, the way she felt hadn't changed since the moment she first realised she loved him. Sure, she'd been angry with him, hurt, upset, but under all that she had always still loved him so much that it felt like her heart would explode.
“I still love you, Arthur, and I always will...”
Lilith & Seth
Night Seer and Conqueror of Darkness
What reason do you need to die?
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