i think we've loved a thousand lives
i try to find you every time
i try to find you every time
When she receives Al'Zahra's touch again, it's like the world around them burns away to ash. It's just the two of them in the heat of it and Morrighan wants to lose herself again. She remembers being vulnerable and giving in to the dance and the fire. She wants to drink it all in like a sweet wine, but this is not the time. As much as everything in her is begging while Zahra fiercely tugs on her mane to bring Morr closer- she cannot.
There is a pit in her stomach. These are not butterflies.
The crowd breaks for them, as if the fire between them is as strong as the fire she wields with her mind. For once, the feeling of many curious eyes on her is uncomfortable and makes her more sick. But they walk further away from it and she starts to feel better. Only a little bit though because there is still news to share.
News she never thought she'd ever be telling anyone, ever. She still hasn't figured out how she feels about it herself. It's more responsibility than she had ever imagined for her life.
When she's sure they are alone, Morrighan forces herself to break away from Al'Zahra's side to face her. For a moment, she doesn't want to look in the mare's eyes. Is she ashamed? She's definitely nervous and these are not emotions she's proud to show. It's like this woman has torn down the last of the walls she's spent ages putting up and there's not a way to put them back.
Morr has never been one to beat around the bush. She will not be that way to her lover either. "I'm pregnant," she confesses, her voice still hushed just in case there's someone in the corners spying on them. "With our child." It's news that should make her excited, but she doesn't know. Maybe she won't know until she sees the expression on Al'Zahra's face change. Maybe she's hoping the woman will be happy for her - for them.
It's a dream she never thought she'd have, but it's all swirling inside her now, waiting to plummet down, down, down. She's never felt so sick in her life.
Now we can be a family, now we can be together, she wants to say, but she doesn't. There's only ever been wanting when the two look at each other, but now Morr only looks at the woman with hope in her eyes.
“Speaking.”
There is a pit in her stomach. These are not butterflies.
The crowd breaks for them, as if the fire between them is as strong as the fire she wields with her mind. For once, the feeling of many curious eyes on her is uncomfortable and makes her more sick. But they walk further away from it and she starts to feel better. Only a little bit though because there is still news to share.
News she never thought she'd ever be telling anyone, ever. She still hasn't figured out how she feels about it herself. It's more responsibility than she had ever imagined for her life.
When she's sure they are alone, Morrighan forces herself to break away from Al'Zahra's side to face her. For a moment, she doesn't want to look in the mare's eyes. Is she ashamed? She's definitely nervous and these are not emotions she's proud to show. It's like this woman has torn down the last of the walls she's spent ages putting up and there's not a way to put them back.
Morr has never been one to beat around the bush. She will not be that way to her lover either. "I'm pregnant," she confesses, her voice still hushed just in case there's someone in the corners spying on them. "With our child." It's news that should make her excited, but she doesn't know. Maybe she won't know until she sees the expression on Al'Zahra's face change. Maybe she's hoping the woman will be happy for her - for them.
It's a dream she never thought she'd have, but it's all swirling inside her now, waiting to plummet down, down, down. She's never felt so sick in her life.
Now we can be a family, now we can be together, she wants to say, but she doesn't. There's only ever been wanting when the two look at each other, but now Morr only looks at the woman with hope in her eyes.
@"Al'Zahra" <3
