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I thought of angels choking on their halos
get them drunk on rose water


She listens to him speak with obvious intrigue. A beautiful, nameless homeland. (Does she even remember the name of hers?) And now it was gone, like many other beautiful, nameless lands – for a moment, she thinks of her own home. It hasn’t been too long since she’s been back, but only for a moment, just long enough to bring her brother back, just long enough to be brought back. She never lingers. It isn’t beautiful now, and it isn’t home, even in the light of her mother’s flame. It should be a comfort, but, somehow, it only serves to exaggerate the darkness of the realm outside. Those sun-swept beaches and orange trees should never have been deprived of their guiding light, but her mother was bitter, once wronged; Pandora wonders if that land will ever see daytime again.

“Were there any places, or people, that were especially important to you there?” It was always interesting, she thought, to discover what others valued. Pandora, in spite of her conditional immortality, was an inherently temporal creature – it seemed like nothing occupied her interest for very long. (But, in a world that would always wither away from her, becoming too invested in anything was dangerous and painful. She’d fallen in love countless times. She doesn’t remember when it stopped feeling like love and a little bit more like little more than another way to kill some time.) “Family, maybe?” That isn’t a safe question, and she knows it – Pandora had more than her fair share of family issues herself. However, it was precisely those family issues that made her so certain that family was one of those things that defined people…as long as they had one, anyways, and, even then, they were often defined by their lack.

“You sound like you’ve travelled a lot…seen a lot of lands, from start to end.” She eyes him thoughtfully, and then, with complete nonchalance, adds, “Are you, perhaps, immortal?” as though it’s as simple and easy to believe as the blue of the sky or the green of the grass. (But she’s seen far stranger things in her long, long lifespan.) In spite of her willingness to ask invasive questions, Pandora isn’t necessarily quick to surrender too much information about herself, at least not anymore – it’s gotten her into trouble a few more times than she’d like, and not the kind of trouble she enjoys. She doesn’t want him to think her crazy, at best, and dangerous at worst, though she somehow doubts that either would be his reaction.




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get them drunk on rose water - by Pandora - 05-31-2018, 09:43 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Relic - 05-31-2018, 11:19 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Pandora - 06-26-2018, 02:25 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Relic - 06-26-2018, 03:54 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Pandora - 06-27-2018, 02:12 AM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Relic - 06-27-2018, 03:12 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Pandora - 06-28-2018, 01:02 PM
RE: get them drunk on rose water - by Relic - 07-03-2018, 03:45 PM
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