12-19-2020, 05:54 PM
And when all the lights are broken, You keep the fire going
The echoes come slower now. He couldn’t see what @[Borderline] was theorizing, what paths she was wandering through in her broken and fragile mind, but Yan could see the reverberating moments of her past that mirrored what she was feeling now. He could see, clearly, the glimpses of images he’d always associated with depression, rejection, loneliness and heartbreak, and he met them all with his head risen and his mouth set in a solid, firm line. There was nothing to spin out of control; the worst of his fears had been uncovered and the verdict was hers to make now. Yanhua could do nothing but contemplate what he knew to be true: that he loved her, as much now as he ever had for whatever that was worth, and that he longed to comfort her even if she wished him dead on the spot.
“You were my first love.” He smiled slowly, unfinished. “A memory I can never forget. And then came her -” Yanhua nodded once toward Memorie, pained by the idea that their daughter might have to revisit this moment over and over again if she shared his gift. “- now you’re my future. My whole world, Borderline.”
Amarine… steady and knowing as she could be, wiser than Yanhua despite their similar age - she’d understand this. She would see the truth in his words, but for Borderline it might not be the same. He must prove himself to her now, be the change he promised right here in the slanting light of the overgrown forest. Time would aid him in these endeavors, but Yanhua had plenty of it. Borderline? He wasn’t sure. But for her - for Memorie - he would do whatever she asked, be whatever she needed in order to make that promise viable and believable.
He had lied to her once.
Never again.
“Will you stay?” He breathed gently, looking at Borderline. That was the least he could ask, no beg of her. That she stayed with Memorie here, in Taiga, so Yanhua could at least look out for them.
“You were my first love.” He smiled slowly, unfinished. “A memory I can never forget. And then came her -” Yanhua nodded once toward Memorie, pained by the idea that their daughter might have to revisit this moment over and over again if she shared his gift. “- now you’re my future. My whole world, Borderline.”
Amarine… steady and knowing as she could be, wiser than Yanhua despite their similar age - she’d understand this. She would see the truth in his words, but for Borderline it might not be the same. He must prove himself to her now, be the change he promised right here in the slanting light of the overgrown forest. Time would aid him in these endeavors, but Yanhua had plenty of it. Borderline? He wasn’t sure. But for her - for Memorie - he would do whatever she asked, be whatever she needed in order to make that promise viable and believable.
He had lied to her once.
Never again.
“Will you stay?” He breathed gently, looking at Borderline. That was the least he could ask, no beg of her. That she stayed with Memorie here, in Taiga, so Yanhua could at least look out for them.
And when all the nights feel like they're closing, You're leaving an opening