January 19, 2023, 11:24 PM
A part of him was ashamed to have to ask, but he couldn’t have otherwise. He knew the same things she did. He was not near the equal of either of them and, likely, he would never be the father Prophet was. It was hard to imagine a child ever being his.
And even despite this, despite everything, did he want this?
She wouldn’t pick. He wouldn’t make her. But something in him, something that had never grown past the insecure child, couldn’t believe that she would. In her eyes, the things he knew she prized, what was in him to want?
He could trust her or he could walk away. Ashlar didn’t know what else to do, or how to decide, so he did the only thing that could possibly make this decision easier. He moved closer, hoping that in closing the distance, he would know.
He would come as close as she allowed, and reach to comb through the fur just next to her jaw.
And even despite this, despite everything, did he want this?
She wouldn’t pick. He wouldn’t make her. But something in him, something that had never grown past the insecure child, couldn’t believe that she would. In her eyes, the things he knew she prized, what was in him to want?
He could trust her or he could walk away. Ashlar didn’t know what else to do, or how to decide, so he did the only thing that could possibly make this decision easier. He moved closer, hoping that in closing the distance, he would know.
It doesn’t matter if it’s both. Just that it’s me too.
He would come as close as she allowed, and reach to comb through the fur just next to her jaw.
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RE: anima - by Ashlar - January 19, 2023, 11:24 PM