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Sunflower - Reverie - May 12, 2023
Powerplaying with permission! Tags for reference!
They were not long out of Ankyra Sound when @Everett's call rang out over the sands. Reverie hesitated only a little, only long enough to kiss @Blossom on the forehead and ask @Lestan to watch over her for a few moments. She was certain that it wouldn't take very long, that she would return in short order with her brother, though she left this part unspoken. By now she knew better than to promise anything on behalf of her family.Reverie was nearly glowing with joy when she went to Everett, but it didn't take long for her light to be extinguished. She didn't quite understand what he meant, when he first began to speak, after she'd finished telling him about what had happened and about Saltshore. He had to explain it to her again — and slowly, she understood.
He was not staying with her.
Oh, he had his reasons, of course. She barely heard them. Reverie could see nothing past his abandonment, nothing past that shattering feeling of being so very unwanted. For the first time she'd thought that maybe they could truly be together, heal together as he'd once begged of her. Instead Reverie was confronted again by the simple truth that she would never be enough. He was choosing some arbitrary place over her, strangers, a life he didn't even know!
How could she feel anything but worthless?
Everett was calm and logical, but none of it really reached her. At some point Reverie just stopped talking. She couldn't find the words to say. She could do nothing but look at him, tears turning cold in her fur. Their conversation had reached an impasse, and she no longer possessed the energy to try to rectify it. Or even the desire, really.
She looked at him a moment longer, then turned away. The tears had dried by the time she returned to Lestan, but heartbreak was written all over her. She did not go to him for comfort, though; instead she sat in silence and cried quietly, studying her own paws. Her silence stretched on, and though she would acknowledge Lestan and engage in her own ways, she didn't speak more than a single word at a time in the days that followed. She wept often, but hid it from Lestan when she could. And she did not let Blossom out of her sight even for a moment.
Only time would tell how long it would last.