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04-07-2016, 01:59 PM
The kid smiled, but to Erthë it seemed as fragile and false as the last lingering sheet of ice on a lake, transparent and easily broken. It made her want to sigh, because she knew those kinds of smiles. Had worn them so often herself; hoping no one would notice how fake they felt, wishing someone would call her out on it and push to know what was really up. With someone disappearing on her... it really was a miracle that the lass could smile at all.
"I'm sorry" she said, and though the voice was a whisper soft as the morning haze and her eyes remained averted, the young cygnet meant it. "I... who?"
About to delve into a story of her own situation Erthë quickly changed her mind and turned the words into a question. It would have sounded so self-centered to talk about herself when she was not the one rubbing tears away with an awkward look on her face, it wasn't she who tried to paint a brave facade in the face of a stranger.
Not this time. Come on now, let the other doll have her moment - you can afford that.
The touch of icy water against her lips felt amazing. Craving more of this sweet relief the winter-born swan answered the beckoning of gravity and descended the brink, traipsing over mud and moss and wilted grass until softly glistening porcelain cloves could submerge one by one into the stream. Though the creek was shallow the relief she felt as water trickled around swollen fetlocks was enough to bring a smile to rosy lips; sighing with pleasurable relief Erthë settled in there, blue-toned wings drooping languidly from slender shoulders - the picture of newfound relaxation. This was better. Like this she could probably even focus on the young fellow by her side, hear what she had to say instead of just listening, like another mute, uncaring rock.
So, go ahead girl. Big sister will listen to your woes, just spill whatever is on your mind.
Wasn't it noble of her, to take time from her precious, busy life and help other people out. So generous - ah, it made her feel good.
ERTHË
I think of love but let it pass
It feels like fire
but it won't last
It feels like fire
but it won't last
@Hera
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