KORBIN
But what does it take to break you, to awake you?
To make you bow and spit it out?
To make you bow and spit it out?
Just a girl. Just a stranger. One who knew his name. And he knew hers.
"Aisha." His voice was deep, a little hoarse. Had he spoken to her aloud before? The way he said her name was thoughtful, like he had dragged it out from someplace far away. It was not a name he had said in a long time. Hers was not a face that had come to mind in a while.
She looked more serious than he remembered. Worn, like sleep had been fleeting and offered no reprieve. Had she stayed here over LongNight after all, or gone away? To Torchline, to the sunlit beaches... ah, but there would have been no sun there either. Maybe that was why she looked so pale.
"Are you alright?"
The question was passing over his lips before he'd even thought to ask. Part of him wondered why it mattered. Another part was concerned, about the way her smile had faded when she looked at him. The rest was numb.
"Aisha." His voice was deep, a little hoarse. Had he spoken to her aloud before? The way he said her name was thoughtful, like he had dragged it out from someplace far away. It was not a name he had said in a long time. Hers was not a face that had come to mind in a while.
She looked more serious than he remembered. Worn, like sleep had been fleeting and offered no reprieve. Had she stayed here over LongNight after all, or gone away? To Torchline, to the sunlit beaches... ah, but there would have been no sun there either. Maybe that was why she looked so pale.
"Are you alright?"
The question was passing over his lips before he'd even thought to ask. Part of him wondered why it mattered. Another part was concerned, about the way her smile had faded when she looked at him. The rest was numb.
Doesn't matter if I hate you or embrace you
Nothing makes you turn around
Nothing makes you turn around
