𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 (𝐱) | @justicereigned
☯ 剑胆琴心 ♫ ; A new storm was brewing, raising chilly mountain winds and stirring the rufous cover of the fallen leaves, but he felt no qualms about it, whereas an imprint of secret grief on the soul of the graceful deity beside him silently wounded his heart. Standing nearby in deep contemplation, Shifu wondered to himself about the ways he could take in order to countenance the spirit who seemed to be alone against the entire world. He remained speechless for a little while before he looked at her lovely face, shadowed with melancholy. His hand carefully landed on her frail shoulder and wistfully, he sighed.
❝ I know, ❞ the voice that carried so much warmth and wisdom usually revealed a hint of regret, ❝ I may never know the grief like yours, but watching you from afar evokes thoughts about all possible and impossible things that could mend the situation. I wish I could do more for you, Tala, but I can only give you my word. ❞