[Training] know how to resurrect

i am afraid that if i open myself

i will not stop pouring

She doesn’t want to become a machine, even if she feels like she has. She doesn’t want to drone on and on over and over when exhaustion wouldn’t hit her, when the formation of calluses wouldn’t even stop her from continuing on. How did one know when to stop when your body could let you go forever? She didn’t want to test the theory, wanting nothing more than simplicity and the enjoyment of life before facing the possibility of not returning home again.

And so she offers it, the simplicity, her gaze finding Deimos again with it, watching and waiting to see whether he agrees or pushes her to practice more. She’d be lying if she said his agreement offers her some relief internally. So she nods as he tells her to wait until he’s put the training items away, Kiada shifting the bow on her shoulder to help him place them back where they were supposed to go, before they’re headed back out on the street, the snow covered cobblestones and the bright vibrant lights that illuminate the pathway. “Halo is beautiful. The longer I’m here the more it reminds me of the Basin.” She murmurs softly, angling her head a bit his way, turning her attention back to him.

why do i fear becoming a river?

what mountain gave me such shame?

KIADA