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06-06-2015, 03:00 PM
Home. Even now, only part of you realizes the weight of that word, home. You now belonged to these mountains, to the winter and to the creatures that made up your new family. And even now, only part of you understands what that means. From the moment you had set foot here, decided that it was what you wanted, you had known; accepting it meant letting go. It is ――was―― a terrifying notion, one that you still, even as you wander, restlessness moving in you as ever, do not exactly know how to handle. You didn’t know how to let go: how does someone pick up and recover from their world utterly shattering? From everything they knew, were, and had been, being ripped away from them? Some times, more than others, it was hard not to blame yourself. Hard not to think that for wanting to see things and do and be and know that you had brought your own destruction. But you had wanted to see, to experience those things with them. A sigh leaves you, as if the breath was too heavy to hold in any longer. You watch idly as it crystallizes, falling towards the earth before disappearing entirely. It is then, staring at the whiteness of the earth that something changes. At first you hardly notice the color and the spin glinting off the snow, but as they deepen ( the greens, the blues, the pinks and yellows ) your eyes widen, heart’s pace quickening with a hushing disbelief, turning in to sheer joy. Your head jerks to the sky and you laugh, a soft but sudden sound, at nothing and everything all at once. On tiny heels you pirouette, lunging forwards with an unmistakable grace, the ache that had resided deep within your bones suddenly vanishing. It is all you can do, to dance with the lights as they shimmer above you, unaware and uncaring of anything that might be watching you. They are beautiful, and in this moment it is all you know. After moments a voice breaks the silence, and you stop, your sides heaving with an exhilarated breathlessness, heart thrumming. In the nearness you can make out two shapes standing side by side, a third frolicking closer to your approach. Your ears tilt back but you ease towards the trio anyways, a timid smile creasing along your lips. ‘No matter what, life goes on.’ The words force you to pause for half of a heartbeat though you cannot say why. It seemed obvious that that was expected, as how could one thing stop it? You shrug the thought away, their features becoming ever-clearer under the dancing sky. The deer leaps and bounds, the golden boy and the patchwork girl still beside eachother. You do not recognize either of them, but then again, how could you? Movement ceases several steps away from the bulk of the deer, rivulets of hair reverberating in to place. Maybe, with time, you would learn how to move on. |
* so uh, she's just standing on the opposite side of haldir, facing the two of them awkwardly.
like the awkward little duckling that she is.
in case it needed clarification. :3
like the awkward little duckling that she is.
in case it needed clarification. :3
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