08-02-2018, 10:09 PM
SUITE
HEART
HEART
Loss.
How many times had Suiteheart had to deal with that emotion and everything it entailed? She wondered if she should even begin counting. Then again, she wasn't sure numbers traveled that high. It seemed no matter where she went or what she did, disastrous results always occurred. Death followed her like an angry cloud, and it touched everyone who seemed to get close to her. Moreover, accidents, tragedies, paraded after her too. For a long, long time, she had blamed things upon herself - even things she had no control over.
She could see the faces of loved ones now gone. She could hear their voices, singing softly to her in the night, from the forests, the rivers, the ocean. It was so haunting. Everything was a reminder of what once was, and shutting it out completely wasn't an option. She could find temporary solace in Margaery, in her children, in her new friends, and in her new home, but even then, subtle reminders constantly popped up. It seemed each member of the Ascendants had certain quirks that reminded her of times so far off it seemed as though they were myths.
She missed home too. She craved the floating islands, and she craved the frigid temperatures that burrowed into her bones even in the summer time. Every second of every day, she wished to smell blooming lilacs on the chilly breeze again. She wished to see Tama's radiant, smiling face, wished to hear Akira's melodic voice and her smirk, wished to see Jacky's bright eyes. And that wasn't even close to half of it.
She was tired. God, she was tired.
But stopping to rest wasn't an option. She had to keep moving, keep pushing forward. If she stopped, she had time to think. She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about anything.
"Hey, Lessa," she called, removing herself from her mind's wanderings and plopping down beside the pine marten. Suiteheart offered the healer a gentle sideways smile before her ocean eyes swept over the missing prosthetic limb. "Did... something happen?" she asked.
How many times had Suiteheart had to deal with that emotion and everything it entailed? She wondered if she should even begin counting. Then again, she wasn't sure numbers traveled that high. It seemed no matter where she went or what she did, disastrous results always occurred. Death followed her like an angry cloud, and it touched everyone who seemed to get close to her. Moreover, accidents, tragedies, paraded after her too. For a long, long time, she had blamed things upon herself - even things she had no control over.
She could see the faces of loved ones now gone. She could hear their voices, singing softly to her in the night, from the forests, the rivers, the ocean. It was so haunting. Everything was a reminder of what once was, and shutting it out completely wasn't an option. She could find temporary solace in Margaery, in her children, in her new friends, and in her new home, but even then, subtle reminders constantly popped up. It seemed each member of the Ascendants had certain quirks that reminded her of times so far off it seemed as though they were myths.
She missed home too. She craved the floating islands, and she craved the frigid temperatures that burrowed into her bones even in the summer time. Every second of every day, she wished to smell blooming lilacs on the chilly breeze again. She wished to see Tama's radiant, smiling face, wished to hear Akira's melodic voice and her smirk, wished to see Jacky's bright eyes. And that wasn't even close to half of it.
She was tired. God, she was tired.
But stopping to rest wasn't an option. She had to keep moving, keep pushing forward. If she stopped, she had time to think. She didn't want to think about it. She didn't want to think about anything.
"Hey, Lessa," she called, removing herself from her mind's wanderings and plopping down beside the pine marten. Suiteheart offered the healer a gentle sideways smile before her ocean eyes swept over the missing prosthetic limb. "Did... something happen?" she asked.
[b]suiteheart folie-mikaelson . ecliptic admiral . the ascendants . tags
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE