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❝ It really is beautiful, thank you. I have a garden where I grow many flowers, but I admit, they are mainly roses and I have never seen this kind before. ❞

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cont. || @sxlvester
❝ It really is beautiful, thank you. I have a garden where I grow many flowers, but I admit, they are mainly roses and I have never seen this kind before. ❞
“If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been.”
Freya stopped her trek and turned to face the hooded one. She cocked her head to the side at him as she attempted to understand his words. “Truly?” she questioned. She looked past him at the territory it seemed, to her, he had made his own. It was so tiny compared to the rest of the wood. She would go crazy if she were confined to only one area of the earth. “Are you sure you want to come with me?” she realized then how hard it would be for him to venture further. The place she intended to go would be rife with danger. He wouldn’t have the comfort of his things if events became too much. “I won’t be insulted if you wish to turn back.”
; @sxlvester ♥‘d
❛ I haven’t seen those before -- do they only grow here ? ❜
♝
♝: Reading a book together
Leaning a bit closer in, the boy listened to the melodic voice of Sylvester. To the words from the book he brought with him today to share one of his favourite stories with the other. Knowing that Sylvester enjoyed reading, Than just couldn’t help but bring something to make the other read it. To have someone to talk about his favourite books.
And it was just so calming to listen to someone reading it. It was something Than really never did. Reading together with someone his favourite stories that was.
Blue eyes looked up at the other, taking in for a moment any reaction Sylvester may show in his expression while reading. While it was just the start of the book, Than still would be rather curious. Wanting to just know what the other thought about it so far. Though to not be just staring at his face, the doll would then quickly look back at the page. Reading along with the words spoken.
❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞
❝ ———— hm … ? ❞ Empathy hums in a pained melody from the back of her throat, originating from the vulnerable depths of her HEART & SOUL. The protector of animals lifts her milky digits to her cheeks; it is her contemplative gesture as she lowers her gaze from her company’s STATEMENT. His assertion finds TRUTH in the sea of her own memories —————— the many places she’d much rather bury under the sands of time than to reminisce. And the wordshe’d shared cut her straight through her heart, finding a stronghold in a wound thathas yet to heal within her core. Artemis winces and wills away the pain, but alas, thetears sparkle in her eyes so clearly under the full-moonshine. In sympathy, she extendsher arm to her companion. A woeful smile rests on her lips in reassurance both for him andfor herself. She murmurs in hushed lullaby, ❝ Oh, dearest … you are right —————— !!! ❞Like a mother swan’s wings, bringing him into a kind embrace within the safety of her arms.The protector of young children knows full well —————— he is no child.But still, she’ll lavish her LOVE on him, for the overflow of her affections towards himHEALS the child-wounds in her own spirit. ❝ Real feelings don’t just go away.So RAW & REAL are they, and hence, they are not merely flowers of the field that wither away when the sun dries them out. They’re rooted in LOVE, and they’reas mighty as the STRONGEST of oak trees in the forest. Had you known my sister,she would have advised you to uproot the entire tree, to MUTILATE your own heartin order to rid yourself of the feelings and the memories. She would have told youto STARVE the tree to death, to watch your own heart decay and die over time. ❞Tenderly, she pulls him away from her and holds him at arm’s length. ❝ But dearest Sylvi,I find it BEAUTIFUL when one chooses to LOVE that tree in spite of the pain.It makes you all the more stronger, even if others take it for granted. You, my dear, are far wiser than the foolishness of the common folks of our time. It takes wisdomfor one to recognize the value of a heart like yours, Sylvi, for it is far more preciousthan rubies. Only pigs would settle for less than the love you have to give.So I simply say, let them be, my love, for there are far more better things AHEADthan what we must leave behind ————————— !!! ❞ ☆ ☾
❝ When you’ve been alive for a couple of centuries, you kind of have to develop a different attitude towards life.❞
RP Starters: Vampire
accepting // @sxlvester
“I’ve only lived a very short life and I hate the life I live now. I can only think about a couple of centuries are a pain would be. “
This talk didn’t scare her not one BIT. The woman SIGHED deeply and stared at the other for a moment. ODD enough she would say something like this -- but at the same time, she shook her head and sighed once more. LIFE was hard enough, just thinking about living a very long life like that --- could only be so boring?
Maybe that was her --- Who knows, the way she LIVED, it's pretty much hell, to begin with -- she loved her family and what not but she knew how hard it could be.
”But how do you handle it so much? Wouldn’t yo have gone CRAZY.”
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“Um, are you lost?” Coming back from her supply run, she was surprised to find someone had fallen into one of the many holes at her excavation site. Clearly the person was upset about falling into the 75-foot deep hole. “Do you need a ladder?”
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