07-23-2018, 10:14 PM
SUITE
HEART
HEART
Day after day, Suiteheart visited Cooper. He was one of her closest friends - had been a long, long time. He probably knew her better than she knew herself. Even so, the both of them kept secrets, which wasn't necessarily out of the ordinary. Suite, as much as she hated it, withheld information from practically everyone. Some things were better -- easier -- left unsaid.
However, had she known about Cooper's inner demons, the things that kept him awake at night and haunted his dreams, she wouldn't cast him out. Cooper was family, and she loved him. Dark sides, lapses of judgement, worries, fears, past lives... None of that would ever or could ever make Suiteheart stop caring about Cooper. At this point in there friendship, nothing on this earth could wedge a gap in their relationship.
He had accepted all of her many, many flaws. She would accept every single one of his. And she would do it without question, without fail.
Her mind was on the canine as she sat by the sea. Ocean eyes were searching into the vast stretch of blue waves. Her head had been in such a tizzy lately that it didn't even feel as though it were on straight. 'The waves of the sea help me get back to me,' she thought, repeating the mantra in her head over and over and over, until it became ingrained in her brain. Her breathing became relaxed, deep, but peace and calm did not rest easy in her being.
The scent of pine trees wreathed around her. Erlend. 'Why do you let what you cannot change bother you so deeply, young one?' the oldest spirit questioned. Her voice was even and relaxed, and Suiteheart tried to let the original version of herself alter her emotions for the better.
"Because I hate feeling this way, Erlend. I hate that everything is out of my control. I hate not being able to fix -"
'You think too much, child. Calm yourself. Bad situations are bound to alleviate themselves eventually. Everything in our world becomes balanced sooner or later, Suiteheart Folie. You cannot have bad without good,' Erlend explained, her tone never remaining steady.'Trust that the world will even itself out. It always does, young one.'
And just like that, the smell of pine vanished. Erlend had left. Suiteheart inhaled sharply, but she did feel better. Maybe things would work themselves out. Maybe the old Viking was correct. Her fictional eyebrows furrowed in further thought. She hoped Erlend was right. She exhaled, and that's when she heard gentle paw steps.
The white feline turned, and when she spotted who the steps belonged to, surprise marked her features. "Cooper?" she called, pushing herself upwards. She scurried towards him, meeting him halfway to their moon-watching spot.
Her eyes scanned over him, noting only a limp. Concern still bathed her baby blues, but there was something else there: hope. Had Erlend been correct? Was the world finally allowing her a break in the form of a healed friend? She moved forward in an attempt to gently embrace him. "Cooper, I - how did - are you - ... Are you okay?"
However, had she known about Cooper's inner demons, the things that kept him awake at night and haunted his dreams, she wouldn't cast him out. Cooper was family, and she loved him. Dark sides, lapses of judgement, worries, fears, past lives... None of that would ever or could ever make Suiteheart stop caring about Cooper. At this point in there friendship, nothing on this earth could wedge a gap in their relationship.
He had accepted all of her many, many flaws. She would accept every single one of his. And she would do it without question, without fail.
Her mind was on the canine as she sat by the sea. Ocean eyes were searching into the vast stretch of blue waves. Her head had been in such a tizzy lately that it didn't even feel as though it were on straight. 'The waves of the sea help me get back to me,' she thought, repeating the mantra in her head over and over and over, until it became ingrained in her brain. Her breathing became relaxed, deep, but peace and calm did not rest easy in her being.
The scent of pine trees wreathed around her. Erlend. 'Why do you let what you cannot change bother you so deeply, young one?' the oldest spirit questioned. Her voice was even and relaxed, and Suiteheart tried to let the original version of herself alter her emotions for the better.
"Because I hate feeling this way, Erlend. I hate that everything is out of my control. I hate not being able to fix -"
'You think too much, child. Calm yourself. Bad situations are bound to alleviate themselves eventually. Everything in our world becomes balanced sooner or later, Suiteheart Folie. You cannot have bad without good,' Erlend explained, her tone never remaining steady.'Trust that the world will even itself out. It always does, young one.'
And just like that, the smell of pine vanished. Erlend had left. Suiteheart inhaled sharply, but she did feel better. Maybe things would work themselves out. Maybe the old Viking was correct. Her fictional eyebrows furrowed in further thought. She hoped Erlend was right. She exhaled, and that's when she heard gentle paw steps.
The white feline turned, and when she spotted who the steps belonged to, surprise marked her features. "Cooper?" she called, pushing herself upwards. She scurried towards him, meeting him halfway to their moon-watching spot.
Her eyes scanned over him, noting only a limp. Concern still bathed her baby blues, but there was something else there: hope. Had Erlend been correct? Was the world finally allowing her a break in the form of a healed friend? She moved forward in an attempt to gently embrace him. "Cooper, I - how did - are you - ... Are you okay?"
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