It's always a matter, isn't it, of waiting for the world to come unraveled? When things hold together, it's always only temporary
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hey go to a party, with flowers in their hair, their blue eyes look like winter skies, cool and crisp and flawless. But their smiles, they match in both the beauty and fragility of it, like at just the next moment, something could so shatter them to break the stained glass and send it clattering to the floor. Elliana wants to go and meet her friend. Elena has a fluttering in the back of her mind that tells her just how bad of an idea this really was now. How her daughter had been able to convince her, Elli bats her eyelashes. It reminds her of Lilli. That big-eyed look of innocence. Elena counts all of her blessings every time she can see her childhood in her daughter’s eyes.
He finds her just as easily as a hunter would, but he lacks the stealth that one would have. She sees his horns, the spotted skin. Those eyes, oh those eyes. She quickly releases her daughter from her hold. She wonders what it means to cut your daughter from the rope on the cliff, when she believe what lays at the top is even more deadly?
And yet.
Elena has to know the end of the story of this meeting. It is the only thing that holds her fast. It is the only thing that brightens those blue eyes with curiosity. “I could tell you the same,” she says when she should say nothing. She hears his undertones, and it makes her feel warm, too warm. She wants to dart her eyes around to make sure Elliana is still in sight, but she held to tight in the bound of his own gaze.
Suddenly she feels herself released with his next words, she break the bind with her own word. A name. “Adonai?” She asks. “Is that who you mean?” She questions because she wonders if the prince will even be at the party, given the state he was in the last time she saw him. She smirks then. “Since when do you try to impress anyone?” She asks tilting that golden head, her smile falls flat. “I thought it was just a given for others to be impressed by you.”
Code by rallidae
picture by cannon
let's light this house on fire
we'll dance in the warmth of its blaze
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