i want to be a mystery, yet be known
i want to be together, yet alone
“No one’s ever really asked.” She admits, some part quiet, some part hidden away in her sorrow and sadness – as if opening that wound would be removing a dam for the rest of her to flood with the memories and terror of what happened. And with his offering, of listening and being there for her throughout the times where she might want to unleash the storm of her memories and thoughts?
It was far sweeter than she could’ve ever imagined.
Her throat tightens, but she smiles through the slightly tear stained cheeks, the shine to her icy eyes. And she reaches up then, to brush her slightly scarred fingers along his cheek, to run through the dark locks there should he let her. “Thank you, Harper.” It’s a whisper of a thanks, far more heartfelt than anything else she’d said tonight.
It was far sweeter than she could’ve ever imagined.
Her throat tightens, but she smiles through the slightly tear stained cheeks, the shine to her icy eyes. And she reaches up then, to brush her slightly scarred fingers along his cheek, to run through the dark locks there should he let her. “Thank you, Harper.” It’s a whisper of a thanks, far more heartfelt than anything else she’d said tonight.
is it too much to ask to be famous yet unknown?
to be a wanderer, yet have a home?
KIADA
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Feel free to use magic/force on Kiada, without killing her <3
