01-05-2021, 08:33 AM
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Heavy the presence of that singular word, one that had bypassed her lips with a great measure of difficulty, yet still a certainty about as though known as fact. Distant from such, assured in manner only the stubborn surety inexperience and childish denial may permit, beyond grasp what she wished imparted with chosen words. Whole had she seemed, though such study may only be conducted upon the external he grew adamant was maintained, if caught in the throes of anxiety. There was a break within his logic, however, known the falsehood for what it was.
Sigh bypassed the tight closure of exposed teeth, stilled paws suspended before shrubbery freed of once hearty load of colourful berries. No expert, and thus lessened his conviction beneath doubt that plagued and whispered she knew herself better than their few moments together allowed him to derive, hope his only support. Flimsy was it, beneath sound argument likely to cave, for now clung to as he begun anew his work. Beside sat familiar wicker basket, half full with an assortment of varying hue, those he had seen used prior among others. Trivial the offering, but one he may give, at least, hope the delicate wings of a butterfly stirring in the pit of his stomach.
Assured no further room was present taken up was his load and he followed well worn path, once daunting the winding paths cutting through dense growth, dulled his worry as eyes skirted along landmarks and markers alike. Only so far may Salvia travel before halt was conducted, the smouldering ruin left encased caught, mind cycling once more through the events that had transpired. She is broken. A promise made, his word imparted that he would be present by her side had she wish of his company, both broken in their own unique ways, but never made lesser for such.
Minimal those Salvia passed as he entered the town once more, detour staged briefly, door to his own home flung open and left as such as retrieved an item that may hold little value to any other. Apparent the age and wear, stitches coming apart and patches worn away, loved well the bear gently placed atop gathered berries. Much comfort had it brought, and it seemed better suited for another to impart similar, though heavy his steps now as trajectory shifted. "Elsweyr?" About handle muffled his call, paired with a brief knock against the door of her home, his tail picking up a slow sway as he awaited a response.
Heavy the presence of that singular word, one that had bypassed her lips with a great measure of difficulty, yet still a certainty about as though known as fact. Distant from such, assured in manner only the stubborn surety inexperience and childish denial may permit, beyond grasp what she wished imparted with chosen words. Whole had she seemed, though such study may only be conducted upon the external he grew adamant was maintained, if caught in the throes of anxiety. There was a break within his logic, however, known the falsehood for what it was.
Sigh bypassed the tight closure of exposed teeth, stilled paws suspended before shrubbery freed of once hearty load of colourful berries. No expert, and thus lessened his conviction beneath doubt that plagued and whispered she knew herself better than their few moments together allowed him to derive, hope his only support. Flimsy was it, beneath sound argument likely to cave, for now clung to as he begun anew his work. Beside sat familiar wicker basket, half full with an assortment of varying hue, those he had seen used prior among others. Trivial the offering, but one he may give, at least, hope the delicate wings of a butterfly stirring in the pit of his stomach.
Assured no further room was present taken up was his load and he followed well worn path, once daunting the winding paths cutting through dense growth, dulled his worry as eyes skirted along landmarks and markers alike. Only so far may Salvia travel before halt was conducted, the smouldering ruin left encased caught, mind cycling once more through the events that had transpired. She is broken. A promise made, his word imparted that he would be present by her side had she wish of his company, both broken in their own unique ways, but never made lesser for such.
Minimal those Salvia passed as he entered the town once more, detour staged briefly, door to his own home flung open and left as such as retrieved an item that may hold little value to any other. Apparent the age and wear, stitches coming apart and patches worn away, loved well the bear gently placed atop gathered berries. Much comfort had it brought, and it seemed better suited for another to impart similar, though heavy his steps now as trajectory shifted. "Elsweyr?" About handle muffled his call, paired with a brief knock against the door of her home, his tail picking up a slow sway as he awaited a response.