[P] delicate.

[Aislinn]

you must like me for me
yeah, i want you
we can’t make any promises now
can we babe —

There is a crater where her heart should be. A bleak, starless expanse that sees no scrap of light or goodness. Only an unending, a ruin. He was her faerie tale, once upon a time. The twilight prince to her land of daydreams and happiness. The man who sewed the shattered thing of her heart back to wholeness. Lavender and rose strings now hang in the darkness that swallows her, leaving nothing but an emptiness that could devour worlds.

He is the destroyer of such a wondrous place — leaving nothing, not even the kiss of stars in his wake.

She is the galaxy dark of Calligo’s chaos. And he is the witness of her disaster.

Her breath exhales frost fire, despite the flames that reach heavenswards. Ash falls upon her, and she allows only one tear — one, single tear that holds the weight of a sea — to slip from sapphire eyes. Before she steals herself, closing herself off, building walls of adamant and moonstone between them. The line in the sand has been drawn, and it is a canyon, and world away. Asterion is gone from her heart, her soul, and she knows that she will not leave a whisper of his name left for her to mourn.

She fears that if she does.. she might break after all.

Strong wings outstretch over the surface of the sea. The softest kiss of dawn breaks over the horizon in the barest of light. It is a whisper, a promise of a new day where the gates are closed. They are protected. Separated. Guarded.. but safe. It is a new day, and she must go. So slowly then, the stormsinger turns, the waves crashing against her sides in lilting lullabies. Singing to her return.

Go then.

Aislinn does not look at him at she inhales ash and dust and ocean brine. The wind catches her feathers, beckoning, as she launches herself from the sea’s greedy clutches and soars. The sun crests the sky, falling droplets shining like stars as she flies. Once, she might have noted such a thing. Once, she might have felt the heaviness that weighs in the center of her chest where her heart should be. Once.

But all she can feel is the numbness of a single word as it falls from her lips.

Goodbye..

..and maybe he could hear her, maybe he could not. And she does not know how in which she might return, if she does at all.

All she knows is that her kingdom is calling her home.

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@asterion ♡
"Aislinn speech."

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