V e i l N e b u l a
Caught up in a palentary world
It was something she had picked up from Jane.
The use of touch conveys so much. From support to strength. Reassurance and comfort, even love and affection. It was this ability that had blossomed between her and her best friend to help them understand each other. So she didn't hesitate to offer it to him. He didn't seem to know how to react to it, however, and Veil didn't mind, instead, she nodding gently when he said the words that sounded like soft graciousness. She repeated them a few times in her head, to herself, associating them with the emotion they provoked before she tried to offer reassurances.
Of course, it didn't seem to help as she thought,
and she wondered briefly - did she get it wrong again. Did he not understand? The molecules of the body wouldn't just stay in one place. They would be released, returned to the air, the atmosphere, into the galaxy itself. Everyone was made of stardust, and eventually, the stardust always seems to find its way back to the stars. Perhaps those not connected to the universe weren't ready to hear that part? Or maybe it was insensitive to the minds and memories of the ones lost, to only think on their own stardust.
But, to a star, it made sense.
It was another piece of evidence that they weren't quite the same. His heartbeat. Her chest held a silent, pulsating star. And it appeared he had something called blood. He tapped at his neck, and she was again so confused, so lost. She pauses before glancing at him in confusion, reaching towards him, and pausing as if to make sure it was okay before her muzzle touched at the place where his hood had tapped. She didn't understand what he meant until she jumped back in an obvious start at the slight echo of that heartbeat in his veins. She blinked, frowning, concerned, confused. Why did their bodies beat?! She used her muzzle, point first to his neck, then to his heart, and made the odd bump-bump sound with her hoof, not remembering the word that Jane had used, but repeating his, Blood? She didn't understand, even as her muzzle searched her own skin, trying to see if she had anything that made the same weird beating - but to of course not notice anything except the slightest pressure of the radiation her star produced that was kept contained within her body, fueling it. The nuclear reactions that fed her with the ions she needed to maintain herself at a subatomic level - while the food and water she ate helped her feel a little more 'normal'.
But she did not understand the reference of blood.
Her ears fell back, her expression softening, saddening at the lack of a correlation to be made, ears pinched slightly. He was trying so hard to explain everything to her, but she just couldn't understand this one word. Would he be upset, disappointed in her? Would he decide she was too stupid now, be unwilling to help, to assist, to share his knowledge. Would this be it - the end of her chance to learn more? He didn't seem to mind yet, when instead he suddenly spoke some words, gesturing to the world, in the direction of dusk, and her eyes went wide with surprise, the star pricking back up, and in that instant, she seemed to glow a little bit brighter in the darkening atmosphere. She nodded eagerly, smiling, and this time she repeated those words back she'd heard him say not long ago, Thank you. A slight welling of relieved tears, the very liquid seeming endued by the seem sparkling release of stardust, as the tear slid down her cheeks like shooting stars, a visual representation of her relief.
She doesn't hesitate with the touch.
But she keeps it short, out of respect, even as she very briefly presses her muzzle, her cheek against his neck, her chest briefly pressed to his, in a not quite hug, but similar enough to represent the same emotion, without being as forceful. But just as quickly she had backed up again, allowing space between them once more. He may never know what his offer meant to the lonely star that had begun to wonder if she'd ever find acceptance outside of the small one-room home she shared with Jane; but he'd given her a chance, to her that was more beautiful than the most vibrant galaxy in the sky.
Regretfully she looked to the darkening sky.
Glancing back, her smile was apologetic, Night now. I go home. Jane home, now. Just in the short time with him, her sentences had already filled out so much more, and her tail swished with a tiny burst of excited energy, even as she tried to keep herself fairly calm, collected. She tilted her head, smiling none the less, But, will visit. She promised, preparing for a goodbye.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@Benedict
Notes:: Figured we could start wrapping this up. <3 My next post will be her official close, if that's okay with you :)
The use of touch conveys so much. From support to strength. Reassurance and comfort, even love and affection. It was this ability that had blossomed between her and her best friend to help them understand each other. So she didn't hesitate to offer it to him. He didn't seem to know how to react to it, however, and Veil didn't mind, instead, she nodding gently when he said the words that sounded like soft graciousness. She repeated them a few times in her head, to herself, associating them with the emotion they provoked before she tried to offer reassurances.
Of course, it didn't seem to help as she thought,
and she wondered briefly - did she get it wrong again. Did he not understand? The molecules of the body wouldn't just stay in one place. They would be released, returned to the air, the atmosphere, into the galaxy itself. Everyone was made of stardust, and eventually, the stardust always seems to find its way back to the stars. Perhaps those not connected to the universe weren't ready to hear that part? Or maybe it was insensitive to the minds and memories of the ones lost, to only think on their own stardust.
But, to a star, it made sense.
It was another piece of evidence that they weren't quite the same. His heartbeat. Her chest held a silent, pulsating star. And it appeared he had something called blood. He tapped at his neck, and she was again so confused, so lost. She pauses before glancing at him in confusion, reaching towards him, and pausing as if to make sure it was okay before her muzzle touched at the place where his hood had tapped. She didn't understand what he meant until she jumped back in an obvious start at the slight echo of that heartbeat in his veins. She blinked, frowning, concerned, confused. Why did their bodies beat?! She used her muzzle, point first to his neck, then to his heart, and made the odd bump-bump sound with her hoof, not remembering the word that Jane had used, but repeating his, Blood? She didn't understand, even as her muzzle searched her own skin, trying to see if she had anything that made the same weird beating - but to of course not notice anything except the slightest pressure of the radiation her star produced that was kept contained within her body, fueling it. The nuclear reactions that fed her with the ions she needed to maintain herself at a subatomic level - while the food and water she ate helped her feel a little more 'normal'.
But she did not understand the reference of blood.
Her ears fell back, her expression softening, saddening at the lack of a correlation to be made, ears pinched slightly. He was trying so hard to explain everything to her, but she just couldn't understand this one word. Would he be upset, disappointed in her? Would he decide she was too stupid now, be unwilling to help, to assist, to share his knowledge. Would this be it - the end of her chance to learn more? He didn't seem to mind yet, when instead he suddenly spoke some words, gesturing to the world, in the direction of dusk, and her eyes went wide with surprise, the star pricking back up, and in that instant, she seemed to glow a little bit brighter in the darkening atmosphere. She nodded eagerly, smiling, and this time she repeated those words back she'd heard him say not long ago, Thank you. A slight welling of relieved tears, the very liquid seeming endued by the seem sparkling release of stardust, as the tear slid down her cheeks like shooting stars, a visual representation of her relief.
She doesn't hesitate with the touch.
But she keeps it short, out of respect, even as she very briefly presses her muzzle, her cheek against his neck, her chest briefly pressed to his, in a not quite hug, but similar enough to represent the same emotion, without being as forceful. But just as quickly she had backed up again, allowing space between them once more. He may never know what his offer meant to the lonely star that had begun to wonder if she'd ever find acceptance outside of the small one-room home she shared with Jane; but he'd given her a chance, to her that was more beautiful than the most vibrant galaxy in the sky.
Regretfully she looked to the darkening sky.
Glancing back, her smile was apologetic, Night now. I go home. Jane home, now. Just in the short time with him, her sentences had already filled out so much more, and her tail swished with a tiny burst of excited energy, even as she tried to keep herself fairly calm, collected. She tilted her head, smiling none the less, But, will visit. She promised, preparing for a goodbye.
FROM THE MOUTH
INSIDE THE MIND
@
Notes:: Figured we could start wrapping this up. <3 My next post will be her official close, if that's okay with you :)
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