04-07-2023, 05:35 PM
ISRAFEL
Israfel's confusion only deepens, but she has not yet learned how to voice concerns or how to even pick apart her own thoughts to discover what she might want. She does not believe him, that she had done nothing - but at the same time who is she to argue? The feeling of unease inside of her does not seem like a strong enough reason to speak up. She spent too long being invisible and it is so hard to break those habits that run deep, and it is so easy to believe simply existing where her gilded form can be perceived is an illicit activity she can get in trouble for.
But he agrees about the flowers, and asks her her name, so perhaps for the moment she is being granted some grace on her crimes.
He even steps closer, and she has to fight against the urge to take a step back. This is good she reminds herself. She is naturally curious, and she does not need to squash that part of her.
The world will not end because someone is being nice to her. She does not have to run back to the safety of the shadows and the way they shield her from living her life.
“I’m Israfel.” When she speaks she is still looking down at the flowers at first. In tandem with the fight against moving away is the encouragement she is shouting at herself in her mind to try. So her golden eyes move back to his face, and she asks simply “And you?” Just two little words - but it is a start.
But he agrees about the flowers, and asks her her name, so perhaps for the moment she is being granted some grace on her crimes.
He even steps closer, and she has to fight against the urge to take a step back. This is good she reminds herself. She is naturally curious, and she does not need to squash that part of her.
The world will not end because someone is being nice to her. She does not have to run back to the safety of the shadows and the way they shield her from living her life.
“I’m Israfel.” When she speaks she is still looking down at the flowers at first. In tandem with the fight against moving away is the encouragement she is shouting at herself in her mind to try. So her golden eyes move back to his face, and she asks simply “And you?” Just two little words - but it is a start.
