02-26-2017, 11:04 PM
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Part of her, some distant painful part of her, reminded her that she was but one of many. That she was but a splinter in the majestic oak of his life. She could not meet all of his needs, she could not sate all of his desires, she could not soothe the fire that simmered beneath his skin. And yet, still, she ached to do just that. She ached to give him everything that he needed—to be that which he craved.
To be the thing that he came home to, like a lighthouse on the shore, returning to again and again.
The pain did not explode, but it seeped through her, filling all of the cracks and crevices that she could no longer ignore. She grit her teeth against it, ignoring the anguish that flooded through her, the memories that she could never get rid of—the sweet, tender moments and the ones that broke her apart. The vision of him chasing after Zoryn, of his daughter standing between them lost and hurt and accusing.
She had no way of knowing he would seek out Zoryn, that he would punish the stallion who had broke apart her flesh but in a way that was also pleasure. That they would curl together and bear children alongside one another. It would shatter her to know the full truth. To know that she had stepped into a world that was so far beyond her understanding of love and light. To know just how minuscule she was.
Still, even being shielded from this knowledge, it did not stop the tears, the pain she felt now. Her mouth remained on his chest, grateful that he was silent because it made it so much easier. This was goodbye, she thought, to herself. It had to be. After everything they had been through, it only made sense that this would be where they finally departed. This was but a final parting gift, a sweet send off to cherish.
Something to nourish her in the coming months.
“I will always love you,” she finally whispered, although her voice broke on the words. He cleansed her face and she let him, the soft motions both sad and soothing. Finally, she opened her eyes, and they found his, never moving from where she lay, the tears still fresh on her cheeks. No more words came to her.
</p> <p class="lelianaone_quotebottom">it's our dearest ally, it's our closest friend <br>it's our darkest blackout, it's our final end</p> </div> </div> </center>
XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#007db9e8', endColorstr='#1c1f1e',GradientType=0 ); } .lelianaone_text { position: relative; z-index: 5; width: 580px; margin-top: -465px; background-color: rgba(28, 16, 14, 0.9); padding-top: 20px; } .lelianaone_message { position: relative; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify; color: #575f5d; padding: 0px 35px 20px; } .lelianaone_quote { position: relative; text-align: left; color: #5c5c59; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 35px; } .lelianaone_quotebottom { position: relative; text-align: right; color: #5c5c59; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; font-style: italic; padding-bottom: 20px; padding-right: 35px; } </style> <center> <div class="lelianaone_container"> <img class="lelianaone_image" src="https://i.imgsafe.org/aa1c5bd0cb.jpg"> <div class="lelianaone_gradient"></div> <div class="lelianaone_text"> <p class="lelianaone_quote">I waited for something and something died <br>so I waited for nothing and nothing arrived</p> <p class="lelianaone_message">Part of her, some distant painful part of her, reminded her that she was but one of many. That she was but a splinter in the majestic oak of his life. She could not meet all of his needs, she could not sate all of his desires, she could not soothe the fire that simmered beneath his skin. And yet, still, she ached to do just that. She ached to give him everything that he needed—to be that which he craved.
To be the thing that he came home to, like a lighthouse on the shore, returning to again and again.
The pain did not explode, but it seeped through her, filling all of the cracks and crevices that she could no longer ignore. She grit her teeth against it, ignoring the anguish that flooded through her, the memories that she could never get rid of—the sweet, tender moments and the ones that broke her apart. The vision of him chasing after Zoryn, of his daughter standing between them lost and hurt and accusing.
She had no way of knowing he would seek out Zoryn, that he would punish the stallion who had broke apart her flesh but in a way that was also pleasure. That they would curl together and bear children alongside one another. It would shatter her to know the full truth. To know that she had stepped into a world that was so far beyond her understanding of love and light. To know just how minuscule she was.
Still, even being shielded from this knowledge, it did not stop the tears, the pain she felt now. Her mouth remained on his chest, grateful that he was silent because it made it so much easier. This was goodbye, she thought, to herself. It had to be. After everything they had been through, it only made sense that this would be where they finally departed. This was but a final parting gift, a sweet send off to cherish.
Something to nourish her in the coming months.
“I will always love you,” she finally whispered, although her voice broke on the words. He cleansed her face and she let him, the soft motions both sad and soothing. Finally, she opened her eyes, and they found his, never moving from where she lay, the tears still fresh on her cheeks. No more words came to her.
</p> <p class="lelianaone_quotebottom">it's our dearest ally, it's our closest friend <br>it's our darkest blackout, it's our final end</p> </div> </div> </center>
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