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02-25-2015, 12:01 AM
You're all that still matters
She bares him, clinging to his very existance and soaking herself within his tears. Lips pass over his body while she grooms him. She can't wash his pain away through the motions of hygiene, but if it was enough to offer Cera something for his beating, broken and shattered heart, then it could do nothing to worsen the situation.
For the time being, her heart and soul, every molecule and atom of her signature in the universe flows out to him. A whisper with the song of his vocal cords fill her ears and she nickers with a soft, slow tone in the further attempt to calm him.
He asks for more, yet ventures into a place that she has no advice for. Thoughts cloud and she struggles with her words before they make it to the outside world.
"They love you, don't they? Regardless of how upset they may of been and how you think they feel about you, you are family and there is love there no matter your actions." Her mind flows to her family, the actual flesh and blood that had taken the time to raise her as the small child was desperate for love and affection. If any of them had loved her, then why had they gone?
She fears she spins lies into his heart at this point and wishes upon every shooting star that has ever been that what she tells him is the truth for his world.
"Cera, be yourself. Be who you have always been, and be there for them. They'll return the favour no matter what. Simply be yourself, and be there when they need you."
Wings cling into her sides and she lets them sink into her burned, honey coat. Her neck and deep mane moves to drape itself over his withers, careful to miss the location of Ilaria. She showers him in her love while the tears flow like great rivers. "You have one of the kindest hearts I have ever known. Every syllable drifts from her lips in a whisper, forcing itself into their shared atmosphere in a try to pass his sobs and cries.
For the time being, her heart and soul, every molecule and atom of her signature in the universe flows out to him. A whisper with the song of his vocal cords fill her ears and she nickers with a soft, slow tone in the further attempt to calm him.
He asks for more, yet ventures into a place that she has no advice for. Thoughts cloud and she struggles with her words before they make it to the outside world.
"They love you, don't they? Regardless of how upset they may of been and how you think they feel about you, you are family and there is love there no matter your actions." Her mind flows to her family, the actual flesh and blood that had taken the time to raise her as the small child was desperate for love and affection. If any of them had loved her, then why had they gone?
She fears she spins lies into his heart at this point and wishes upon every shooting star that has ever been that what she tells him is the truth for his world.
"Cera, be yourself. Be who you have always been, and be there for them. They'll return the favour no matter what. Simply be yourself, and be there when they need you."
Wings cling into her sides and she lets them sink into her burned, honey coat. Her neck and deep mane moves to drape itself over his withers, careful to miss the location of Ilaria. She showers him in her love while the tears flow like great rivers. "You have one of the kindest hearts I have ever known. Every syllable drifts from her lips in a whisper, forcing itself into their shared atmosphere in a try to pass his sobs and cries.
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