08-31-2021, 05:31 PM
mazikeen
Each flinch is less sweet than the last, which only aggravates Mazikeen more. She wants her blows not just to land, but to chase him away. To make him move so she no longer has to face his icy stare that is somehow still warmer than what burns inside of her.
What has he done to you
This question is going to echo in her mind for a long time, she can already tell. Mazikeen can name every single emotion that Selaphiel should be inspiring inside of her, all the ones she no longer feels. It is so easy to see that this would have broken her heart once, that stupid reckless heart of hers. But where that desolation once would have been is now only anger. It’s all she has and it aids her as she becomes a giant bear, her fur black except where her markings glow. She snarls at him, at herself, wanting both to tear out his eyes for looking at her like that and her ears for hearing his words.
But her claws only flex in the soil for now, as though holding onto the earth could hold her together.
Why couldn’t he just leave.
“You’re wrong.” Her words do not carry her fury - they are hollow things. Without her anger, she is empty, and she wants Selaphiel to see this. Wants him to know that there is no point in clinging to what had been torn out of her - wants him to understand that there is no hope she can ever be the same. “There is nothing in my heart. He took it all from me.”
What has he done to you
This question is going to echo in her mind for a long time, she can already tell. Mazikeen can name every single emotion that Selaphiel should be inspiring inside of her, all the ones she no longer feels. It is so easy to see that this would have broken her heart once, that stupid reckless heart of hers. But where that desolation once would have been is now only anger. It’s all she has and it aids her as she becomes a giant bear, her fur black except where her markings glow. She snarls at him, at herself, wanting both to tear out his eyes for looking at her like that and her ears for hearing his words.
But her claws only flex in the soil for now, as though holding onto the earth could hold her together.
Why couldn’t he just leave.
“You’re wrong.” Her words do not carry her fury - they are hollow things. Without her anger, she is empty, and she wants Selaphiel to see this. Wants him to know that there is no point in clinging to what had been torn out of her - wants him to understand that there is no hope she can ever be the same. “There is nothing in my heart. He took it all from me.”
@Selaphiel