[ ahl HEE lahl ]
☾ azalaïs ☽
⬩ none ⬩
▻ qamar (x azalaïs) ◅
He feels his heart break over and over, but he can see it hurts her more than it ever had done him. Not to cheapen his loss, but it was, simply, the greater loss for her because she had known him. She had felt him move in her womb, had fed him for a large part of their early love after she joined him. She had nursed him until his younger brother had committed his atrocity. He bristles even now that his uncle had not permitted him to execute the price. Atik had never been the same. And then the lot of them had gone,
His heart had been open to her, but she had needed her time, her space… and with his poor linguistic skills, he could never have offered her more than the side he had offered thusfar. It was debilitating, though, knowing that he is useless to her. That he cannot show her a brightness to contrast her loss. He just waits… until one day he so desperately feels her loss in his chest that he wakes beside her hyperventilating, convinced that she had perished the way his son had done - taken from him and never to be seen again.
"Shai!" He cries out, the early morning not so early as he once had woken beside her when all was well… "Shai," the word for fate, his endearment name for her. Not Mirror, nor Azalaïs - her name he had given before he had memorized the real and the name she had been given at birth. Shai, his entire world in a woman he’d failed. "Dangerous waking." Nightmare, "Sand on wind." You were gone.
OF SALEM’S EASTERN DUNES
▻ stallion - arabian - black with crescent moon and star and snip - 15.2 hh ◅