LOUD & DEAFENING SILENCE || ALWAYS ACCEPTING . ↳ @morcau ASKED : indulge . find my muse alcina drinking to cope .
ANOTHER MEETING . how many had there been this week ? more than the last two months combined —- a fact that grated on her nerves beyond measure , especially when she considered one alone a test of her patience . something is happening . something big . she’s certain of it —- a type of certain she feels deeply set within her bones —- but miranda had always done exceptionally well at keeping her secrets .
IT HARDLY MATTERS , she supposes . she’s seen a near - century’s worth of change at her side and has come to accept it as something of an inevitability ; just as this meeting ... and the next ... and all the ones after —- though no order had ever been given to attend without a drink in hand . perhaps it would dull the sharper edges of her temper , or even make these miscreants and their company seem more tolerable —- a “ FAMILY ” , indeed . IT'S ALMOST LAUGHABLE .
WHEN SHE NOTICES HIS GAZE UPON HER , she hardly has time enough to school her features and keep a sneer from forming . the crystalline wall of her glass , lifted to her lips as it is , casts a welcome haze over his monstrous form . DISGUSTING . in that moment , like so many others , she pities his very existence . what agony he has endured at the hands of their yet - beloved “ mother ” ...
“ SPEAK IF YOU MUST , MOREAU . i can feel you staring . ”
