Falls

Garmr’s breath shudders from him on a long exhale, and he closed his green eyes for several seconds. He had never picked Ainaz directly for this sentence. Had put more effort for this mare to stay locked away in the lagoon; from her attempted escapes to the challenges he had warded off. You chose me her words spiral through his head, followed closely by How fucking dare you. It is only the feel of her touch that snaps his eyes open as she leans her forehead against his.


There is nothing of me to love he wants to argue. To insist that he is only the kind to hate, to fear, to pray to the Gods the ground eventually swallows him whole so that he may simply disappear. Although Druna had proven to be something other than those things, she had never once mentioned nor even hinted of something like love.


“I….” he breaths out and finds himself at a loss for words for the first time in his life. Garmr doesn’t know how to apologize for what he’s done to her. Doesn’t want to say why this had nearly been her grave. The monster that had buried him in such darkness is slowly bleeding away, and Garmr finds he doesn’t have the strength to finish what he has started, even if he does not believe what she says.


“You can’t use this against me.” He hisses, green eyes narrowing though he hasn’t pulled away from her touch. “I won’t let you use your empty words as a weapon.” Though Garmr has done a poor job of hiding the fear that now curls with a new sense of vulnerability he has never felt. “I….” Although he meant to say more threats, the strength drains away from the lagoon boss and he lowers his head still, so that he could rest his muzzle in the curve of her delicate neck and his thick mane falls like a curtain to drape across her body.


“I won’t hurt you again.”