This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
It was a simple thing, the nudge of his shoulder into hers. But like always, touch seemed to drain away a little of the dark clouds that threatened to cloud her skies. Whether Sah absorbed them into himself or merely chased hers away for a time she did not know, but Seren was selfishly glad for it all the same. For the sympathy he always seemed to have available, no matter how ill timed her questions or curiosities were.
Fingering the different colored papers and strings available, the girl slumped in against the young hunter's side, and leaned her cheek against his shoulder. Because the warmth of him felt nice - that's all. Nights were becoming chilly, and the sun was setting swiftly.
"Maybe I'll make a white one," she countered, mulling over his train of thought and expanding upon it. "A blank slate, for all the things we never had a chance to do together." It was a little sullen and loney, but Seren would like to think of it as hopeful, too. That they might one day be able to get that time... if not in this life, then in the next.
Meeting Sah's gaze, she felt a tug of guilt. Of course he missed things. Once again her own inexperience came back to bite her. The shadows behind the amber in his eyes spoke of pain and sorrow she could not even imagine, and they made him seem so much older than his years, in her eyes. Wise and full of hidden depths - almost like the sea. Or perhaps a sunset after a storm, golden and fiery.
"Do you... want to talk about it?" A soft question, perhaps a little tentative. Unsure if she entirely knew what she was askind for... but willing to listen to anything he might decide to offer.
Fingering the different colored papers and strings available, the girl slumped in against the young hunter's side, and leaned her cheek against his shoulder. Because the warmth of him felt nice - that's all. Nights were becoming chilly, and the sun was setting swiftly.
"Maybe I'll make a white one," she countered, mulling over his train of thought and expanding upon it. "A blank slate, for all the things we never had a chance to do together." It was a little sullen and loney, but Seren would like to think of it as hopeful, too. That they might one day be able to get that time... if not in this life, then in the next.
Meeting Sah's gaze, she felt a tug of guilt. Of course he missed things. Once again her own inexperience came back to bite her. The shadows behind the amber in his eyes spoke of pain and sorrow she could not even imagine, and they made him seem so much older than his years, in her eyes. Wise and full of hidden depths - almost like the sea. Or perhaps a sunset after a storm, golden and fiery.
"Do you... want to talk about it?" A soft question, perhaps a little tentative. Unsure if she entirely knew what she was askind for... but willing to listen to anything he might decide to offer.
Seren
