runaway

KIADA you love each other, you do, and here's the tragedy; it's not enough. He says he’s tried, and her eyes flicker from the pale fur of Auni and the strangeness of the bone bridge to look up at the Reaper. Her brows furrow slightly, but she understands. She remembers the pillar of strength in the Basin, the only one that held them up. She remembers seeing him standing alone, despite him having multiple people around him to support him. He never let them close. She recalls her own mother, having made it close to the man before her only to leave him too. And she wonders if that’s why he watches from a distance, afraid to get close. And she understands. Sucking in a deep breath, she tells him she’s a fighter and her eyes shift over his face to meet his own blue gaze as he responds. He tells her how much she does have, and yet all she can see are them leaving. One after another, a light snuffed out again and again. But the Harpy has become a perfect creature of worry and fear, and she understands why she’s like that but it pains her so. She nods to him when he tells her she’ll persevere, that they both will, and she offers him a small smile and a nod, even if her gut still feels awful. “Yes. Yes we will.” She tells him, regardless if she believes it or not. you are allowed; to watch the sun swallow him whole and burn him up, to stain your fingers to the bone holding him together. to count the constellations in his eyes as they blink out. but you are not allowed to save him...