Stone Circle Homesick

always got time for you <3

She’d crooned for him that night. Had he heard her? She’d wanted him there. But he wasn’t ready to be, and she was forced to accept it. She was not mobile enough to hunt him down, her body ached and her senses were dulled. She couldn’t know that he was just outside; with her in his own way.

So finally his voice in that soft place was heart-wrenching. Utter relief. But disappointment. His absence hurt. She was scared and she’d wanted him- and she felt he put his dislike of Figment over his love for her.

She would not show him her edges. She felt a great deal of her own guilt when it came to Skáld, and the only thing she wanted to do now that he had come was hold him and smell his scent.

“Skáld,” she whispers.