Elliana would give her life for anyone that asked and do so without question - not because she has nothing to live for, or because she is so caring, she just knows that, when push comes to shove, some things are required of her. She has only one lifetime to give away, but she would do so gladly - for anyone.
She may be immortal, but Elliana ultimately knows one day she will go that grave in Virde, Isolt will smile (Elliana picture not blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, but red poppies blooming there instead), and Danae will grow a rose in the space her heart once occupied.
Elliana arrives in the forest in the same blink of those blue eyes that she decides to explore the trees further. There is the quiet, magical hour of dawn (not dusk, not dusk, not dusk.) Her mother enjoyed finding shapes in the clouds, her father the stars, and Elliana. She combs those forget me not blue eyes through tree’s shadows and wonders if those same trees grow lonely at high noon—when their shadow no longer sits beside them, gazing up at them.
She content, she is not heart thrumming happy, but she is content, enough, for now.
Because Elliana knows.
She know that it isn't okay to be overly happy.
You are happy, and, before you can blink, the shadows are infecting you. You are happy and the creatures that thrive on those shadows are tearing you limb from limb before you can scream for help or even realize that you are being torn apart. You are happy and, even without the darkness there to taunt you and intimidate you, others will seek to destroy it, because that's what has always happened and that's what will always happen; sadness is the way things are in the world, and only the truly resilient will survive with any of it intact. Elli smiles because Elli knows. So she stopped trying to become happy, stopped searching for that thing she watched her mother search for first in men, and then inside a crown, and then inside the hearts of all of her children. Elliana became something else altogether.
She became strong.
And, strong she stands... but lonely, too.
Like the trees at high noon.
Shadows gone.
And they still stand.
She may be immortal, but Elliana ultimately knows one day she will go that grave in Virde, Isolt will smile (Elliana picture not blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, but red poppies blooming there instead), and Danae will grow a rose in the space her heart once occupied.
Elliana arrives in the forest in the same blink of those blue eyes that she decides to explore the trees further. There is the quiet, magical hour of dawn (not dusk, not dusk, not dusk.) Her mother enjoyed finding shapes in the clouds, her father the stars, and Elliana. She combs those forget me not blue eyes through tree’s shadows and wonders if those same trees grow lonely at high noon—when their shadow no longer sits beside them, gazing up at them.
She content, she is not heart thrumming happy, but she is content, enough, for now.
Because Elliana knows.
She know that it isn't okay to be overly happy.
You are happy, and, before you can blink, the shadows are infecting you. You are happy and the creatures that thrive on those shadows are tearing you limb from limb before you can scream for help or even realize that you are being torn apart. You are happy and, even without the darkness there to taunt you and intimidate you, others will seek to destroy it, because that's what has always happened and that's what will always happen; sadness is the way things are in the world, and only the truly resilient will survive with any of it intact. Elli smiles because Elli knows. So she stopped trying to become happy, stopped searching for that thing she watched her mother search for first in men, and then inside a crown, and then inside the hearts of all of her children. Elliana became something else altogether.
She became strong.
And, strong she stands... but lonely, too.
Like the trees at high noon.
Shadows gone.
And they still stand.