Two Rivers Isle Hide away

Malice was determined to find out what was bothering the being she loved, whether the words and the facts would hurt her or not. Never had she sat down and thought about why she loved him, never did she felt the need to, for love didn't need an explanation. It just pops up, perhaps like a cold, though a cold would be easier to deal with and would go over. On second thought, it wasn't like a cold at all to her. Perhaps more of a permanent sickness that made her feel so conflicted and yet so good at the same time. She let out a long sigh. Her eyes did not rest upon the mix of grays that were weaved into Burke's fur, instead resting upon a small flower near her paws.

Broken things can still be beautiful. Perhaps they are a bit of a mess now, but once they could've been the most amazing pieces of art. That beauty still remains- I can see that in you. She let out softly, moving the flower around with her paw carefully. Only when the last sentence left Burke's mouth did she look up. She couldn't? Why not? Was it the thoughts of this Meldresi that still roamed around in his mind? Or was it just because he did not want to be loved? Well, fuck the rules.

Too bad. She spoke. I already do. Love is mysterious, you can't just stop it whenever you want to. She almost began to rant, but then a dark thought popped up in her mind. What if he simply felt bad because he did not love her? You can- however- ignore it so it becomes a scar unseen by the eye... If that is what you mean, then I- She didn't know what to say next. Her selfishness was now battling with the thoughts of just wanting to have Burke happy. In then end, she just wanted him happy- with her or not. But how was she going to say that?