January 16, 2017, 09:54 PM
Even if Wildfire hadn’t meant the words negatively, Thuringwethil can’t help the guilt welling up in her belly. Her ears twitch but she doesn’t say anything, nosing closer and closing her eyes. For a while, she stays there but does not sleep. She studies her in scent, not having realized how much she’d missed it.
Trigedasleng · Common
all that wanting, all that aching, all that capacity for love:
it never belonged to you in the first place
it never belonged to you in the first place
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Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 09, 2017, 09:14 AM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 10, 2017, 08:44 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 10, 2017, 08:54 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 11, 2017, 09:00 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 12, 2017, 09:02 AM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 14, 2017, 03:38 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 14, 2017, 03:49 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 14, 2017, 09:04 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 15, 2017, 12:04 AM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 15, 2017, 08:27 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Wildfire - January 15, 2017, 08:50 PM
RE: Mourning light - by Antumbra - January 16, 2017, 09:54 PM