@ladytabris As sad as this one is, remember, they’ll wake up the next day and switch robes as they usually do, because they are awesome <3
She had found him in the forest, his palms cut open, smeared with dirt and blood. As the thunder hit the tree behind them, he had curled into a ball, cried and laughed, all at the same time while still holding to the ring.
He found her by the lake, watching her reflection quietly, tracing her vallaslin, her voice lost in silence and he held her, just held her without another word.
As they faced each other in her bed, resting side by side, their hands almost touching, Elouian couldn’t remain quiet anymore. With each breath, his throat hurt a little more, with each blink he felt his eyes water again, his hands hurt. Loneliness.
He saw it, in her and as he looked into her eyes and spotted his reflection in himself as well. Hidden away from the breathing forests and streams behind cold walls that promised safety but offered chains. He wanted to sleep but his eyes refused to close for too long, his heart beat as fast as the wind.
She moved closer and with her came the scent of home. To him it was the scent of the wind and the falling leaves, the feeling of wandering once again, that made him feel the sand under his feet once more. And while the feelings that awoke with this scent were just memories, she wasn’t. He would know if she was any different, if her dreads were just illusions, her golden vallaslin just another game of his loneliness.
Carefully, he stretched his hand out and placed it in on her cheek. Softly, he moved his fingers just a little, skin brushing against skin, before running his thumb over her lips.
“You’re like a tree.”, he whispered.
It earned him a smile, her lips twitched for just a moment before giving it to him, her brown eyes gaining even more warmth than they already had,
“Am I?”
“Yes.”, leaning forward, he placed a soft kiss on her lips, less passionate than all the others but as honest as usual, “Strong”, another kiss, longer, his voice shaking just barely enough for her to notice, “Enduring”
“No matter how hard the world is shaken, you stay yourself.”
He kissed her once more, let his mouth linger a bit longer on hers. He could still feel it, the anxiety deep within his heart, fluttering constantly. Yet, as Iri pulled him closer, her arms around his shoulders, her breath as steady as her.
“Not everyone is as scared as you.”, she whispered teasingly.
He could not answer that. After all, she just stated the truth. What he knew, however, was, that with her, the world all felt a tiny bit safer than usual.
“Do you think it’s alright to be scared? Of being alone?”
When she smiled at him without any judgement, he could read the answer from her face. Resting his head on her shoulder, he inhaled in the sound of home and enjoys the warmth she is ready to share.
