This is the long forgotten light at the end of the world
She wanted to believe that he was right. The sentiment seemed to echo something that Safrin herself had said - 'You are not responsible for the actions of others' - but though she tried, a thorn of doubt kept niggling at her, offering no rest.
And though she felt bad that Sah wound up consoling her even though he was the one in more pain, the effect of his assurances and stubborn confidence were noticeable. It was in the softening of her mouth and the way her expression warmed, fragile faith given support like a flame sheltered from battering winds. "I suppose we will, yeah." Some times, Seren really felt as young as her actual years. Impressionable, so very unformed.
As she straightened a little and breathed in new air, she noticed how he shifted. The open palm offered up on the table - was he asking for her hand, or offering his? Bemused, the girl hesitated. Then, quite without looking at Sah, and trying very hard not to be so self-conscious, she slipped her fingers into his grasp.
It put an end to her doll making, of course, but honestly Seren didn't care. She reached for a treat from the half-forgotten plate instead, and told herself that it was the sweet taste of pastry that made her smile.
And though she felt bad that Sah wound up consoling her even though he was the one in more pain, the effect of his assurances and stubborn confidence were noticeable. It was in the softening of her mouth and the way her expression warmed, fragile faith given support like a flame sheltered from battering winds. "I suppose we will, yeah." Some times, Seren really felt as young as her actual years. Impressionable, so very unformed.
As she straightened a little and breathed in new air, she noticed how he shifted. The open palm offered up on the table - was he asking for her hand, or offering his? Bemused, the girl hesitated. Then, quite without looking at Sah, and trying very hard not to be so self-conscious, she slipped her fingers into his grasp.
It put an end to her doll making, of course, but honestly Seren didn't care. She reached for a treat from the half-forgotten plate instead, and told herself that it was the sweet taste of pastry that made her smile.
Seren
