Por you, for you

Akira · April 14, 2019, 10:38 PM

It is already too late to swim when the water reaches your lips.

It wasn’t much further before his voice had come to run scandalously over her ears and sharply through her initial assumption. Auds canting delicately back, the precision of her sharp skull was arched, regal, yet humble as her apology came from pale lips. “Forgive me- I had not meant to be so forthcoming. I am not like this.” She was embarrassed that she had allowed herself to judge another by their appearance, despite having the discipline of not doing such a thing. She knew better!

In an instant, he grew close. Wrapping around her as a python, yet he did not squeeze. He was merely there.
In her dismay, she thought it comfort, his words coming forth to pry her persona out of her with acute needlework.

“It feels this place has drained me, Athan...it feels as though the world is not as I would have known it, once. As though I do not belong, regardless of my efforts to try.” A furrow came to her brows, and she turned to him, wondering if she had done enough to push him from her- she had spilled her troubles, insulted him- what more wrong could she inflict to grow her dishonor?

Not all birds have been taught to fly. Some simply fall until they either learn, or perish.