@prumysa 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞: can't you see?
“ that all depends on what sight you are referring to, ” paul said. “ seeing can come in many different forms & only a select few are granted the ability to see beyond the ordinary. ” he was kneeling by a small pool of water, a common find in his home realm. still, being far from that place, the tiny things only bring comfort tied with memories. her words trigger a twist of his brows & an acceleration of his heart.
he raised his gaze to meet hers ( exhaustion painted in shades of purple under his eyes - a sign of sight that interrupts sleep ), searching for meaning beyond the spoken words. a shared understanding perhaps or truth that was hidden in her eyes where she might have kept it locked away to avoid questioning. the young atreides heir didn’t inherit his mother’s ability to find truth beyond the eyes, but he has trained alongside her enough times to know the basics, & yet, he finds nothing. limitations hold him back.
standing to his full height, he brushes his wet hand against the dark fabric of his cloak while he swallows a lump from the back of his throat. his eyes leave hers as he looks around the unfamiliar landscape yet, even with his eyes searching, his tongue refuses to silence. “ what is it you see? does it follow you like a shadow on a bright day, or does it fade away like smoke from a fire? ” or is it a void that consumes you completely? his tongue kept those words in his head. he knew better than to reveal his weakness as an interjection upon another.
