04-07-2017, 11:25 PM
you're waiting for someone to put you together, you're waiting for someone to push you away
He still haunted her every waking step. Every moment she was without him, she was reminded. Of he sadness. Loneliness. Of her betrayal.
Of his betrayal.
She had gone to their den on the edge of their borders to bring life to the world, their last daughter, a small girl named Enfys. Had almost died giving life to her. And yet, as all magicians do, she lives on, her body slowly healing herself, knitting itself together. Her daughter, the child of a magician and a cryokinetic, had learned to stand and suckle on her own, and she was beautiful, and the light of her mother’s life. But there was one very marked difference between her and her siblings.
She was without a father, and did not know why.
And so when the small appaoloosa girl trails behind Reagan, those purple points an ever reminder of all that Reagan has lost, she takes time for herself in the dark trees of this world. The place where it all began. Where she had met Lexa, and where she had been when the Reckoning had occurred.
Where she had left immediately before finding Ruan. The stretch of the woods where they always hunted…
Where they always made love under the birch trees by night.
So, the Alpha was deposed—cast out. All over jealousy, and misunderstandings.
Her love had rotted away, and there was no getting it back.
She was a magician, but some things cannot be mended by magic alone.
And for every step she takes, here in the wilderness, her heart beats. But it beats alone.
And all Reagan can do in her solace, is break down.
Again.
Of his betrayal.
She had gone to their den on the edge of their borders to bring life to the world, their last daughter, a small girl named Enfys. Had almost died giving life to her. And yet, as all magicians do, she lives on, her body slowly healing herself, knitting itself together. Her daughter, the child of a magician and a cryokinetic, had learned to stand and suckle on her own, and she was beautiful, and the light of her mother’s life. But there was one very marked difference between her and her siblings.
She was without a father, and did not know why.
And so when the small appaoloosa girl trails behind Reagan, those purple points an ever reminder of all that Reagan has lost, she takes time for herself in the dark trees of this world. The place where it all began. Where she had met Lexa, and where she had been when the Reckoning had occurred.
Where she had left immediately before finding Ruan. The stretch of the woods where they always hunted…
Where they always made love under the birch trees by night.
So, the Alpha was deposed—cast out. All over jealousy, and misunderstandings.
Her love had rotted away, and there was no getting it back.
She was a magician, but some things cannot be mended by magic alone.
And for every step she takes, here in the wilderness, her heart beats. But it beats alone.
And all Reagan can do in her solace, is break down.
Again.
reagan
