Two Rivers Isle ricochet

and just when she thought she would be run off with her tail between her legs, a crack comes onto the boy's image and iseul sees the tender pieces that remain shattered underneath the anger and sadness. she listens, ears pushing forward at the mention that her suspicions remained false. there remained no hate in his heart, but perhaps only hurt, confusion, and inexperienced youth that she could not fault him for.

so iseul comes to walk forward towards matteo and attempt to sweep him closer to her as she had done so many times before when he was just a child. "i not leave matteo, not ever. as long as matteo want iseul." a promise to him, a promise that the isle would keep as a permanent secret. so long as she breathed, matteo would not have to walk alone. 

and if he so allowed, she would come to press her forehead against his. "iseul is sorry. for everything." a soft whisper and whine for only his ears. for the fall of his family, the isle, the fall of his peaceful childhood and the straining relationship with perhaps everyone and everything.