@holygwyr said : ‘ aren’t you happy here? ’ @ mercedes
animals of farthing wood / accepting .
“ oh ... forgive me ... i didn’t mean to insinuate that i wasn’t happy !! ” happiness was but a luxury in a time of war, a far-fetched notion that lingered only in the past. there was hope for the future, that it might once again bloom in the emptiness left by despair, but it was merely that. where light can still be found, she held such avid belief that there was where they could start again and sow a life of satisfaction.
now, delicate fingers search for his own, content only when skin met skin. there was gentleness in her eyes, much like that of her touch, and reached her smile as sentiment was allowed to flow between them. happiness was but a construct in this violence-ravaged world, created by the longing hearts of those who still believed in it. mercedes believed, and she could only hope that he did as well.
“ i am as happy as i can be. i know things are far from desirable right now, but please ... don’t lose hope. maybe we’re not where we would like to be at the moment, but we can find that place together, right ?? ”
















