❝ the light will fade, but is never forgotten. ❞
meme | answered; @shelassos
Warmth became her, as it often did when she spoke to him. Disappointment settling like a rod iron into the hollow cavity of his chest. That is what it had felt like, this failure. Inevitable, as the Batman often put it ---- but those rational comforts never seemed to ease the hairs that rose upon his neck any lesser. Not like she could. Diana remained close, perhaps closer than she ought, but Clark settled into her presence with the hard press of his temple against her strong yet eloquent shoulder. A Grecian statue in all her glorious structure, and yet softer than marble could ever dream to be.
❝ You make it all seem so certain, Di...❞ Perhaps he’d allowed the bridge of his nose to brush against her Amazonian skin; noting the inhuman softness there. Did she know that her skin felt entirely separate from that of mankind? Human flesh had it’s own intricate matrix; crafted so curiously...but she was different, just like him.
❝ ----if it doesn’t, Diana...I don’t know if I’d ever forgive myself. Could you? This. All of this, we could have prevented. I should have prevented.❞ The fear rung true in his voice, for Atlas could not pardon with the world he’d so eagerly put upon his own shoulders.
