THE GRAVITY OF THE SITUATION WEIGHS HIM DOWN. the horrific image of blood pooling beneath lifeless body is burned into his vision. the sound of the man’s last breaths played on the loudest frequencies. poe feels an uneasiness creep upon him, threatening to suffocate him at any given moment. it takes a great deal of strength to stand by her now. the beauty in the image of the sun personified has darkened. she isn’t the same. he fears losing her to a darkened grip with no chance of reunion.
her tears wash away doubt. the distance between two bodies is closed in bittersweet embrace. REMORSE. perhaps there was hope. as long as there is light, there is always hope. he tries to quiet her tears, arms linked around her lithe frame tightly. comfort in a dark time. forgiveness for past mistakes. he longs to be a shoulder to cry on. nothing was unforgivable, was it? the day they lose the inability to do so -- hope was lost.
❛ what do you need? ANYTHING. i’m here for you, rey. i’m here. ❜
@resistedhim gets a plotted thing.