09-05-2017, 02:48 PM
Jah-Lilah
someday, we will foresee obstacles
At once I knew I was not magnificent.
He trains his gaze to the ocean, mimicking her. He move closer to her, but not offensively so. She can tell her aura is smothering this strip of the ocean in sorrow, but she doesn't care. She can hear him exhale in frustration, and a smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. It's not the first time she's frustrated a member of the opposite sex, and I can pretty much guarantee it won't be the last. She can feel his own sadness as he comes to the ocean. She remembers the body of the colt she had found near the mountain, far across Beqanna. It was this male's adopted son. It wasn't first time she had found someone who'd fallen, and when she prepared the colt's body in the sand it was so hard for her. Jah-Lilah couldn't help but think of her own charcoal lover, plunged from a cliff. The colt was just as sad, a beautiful life snuffed out so young. And now Taiga, another young life, but can she be saved? Only time will tell. Jah-Lilah does not mourn for the loss of life, or the loss of Taiga, she grieves for the Earth-Mother.
His voice breaks the comfortable silence, and she trains her eyes on him again. An apology? How curious. The tawny male looks awkward and uncomfortable, and Jah-Lilah chuckles, rolling her eyes over-exaggeratedly. "You owe me nothing, apology or otherwise...but thank you. We should all be sorry for the things we've done to the Earth-Mother, and the way we've taken the faeries for granted. Everything is connected, we all have our part to play." She turns her gaze back to the churning water, then gives him side eye. "I'm sorry about your son." The words come out quiet and flat, but she means them.
...Strayed above the highway aisle.
He trains his gaze to the ocean, mimicking her. He move closer to her, but not offensively so. She can tell her aura is smothering this strip of the ocean in sorrow, but she doesn't care. She can hear him exhale in frustration, and a smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. It's not the first time she's frustrated a member of the opposite sex, and I can pretty much guarantee it won't be the last. She can feel his own sadness as he comes to the ocean. She remembers the body of the colt she had found near the mountain, far across Beqanna. It was this male's adopted son. It wasn't first time she had found someone who'd fallen, and when she prepared the colt's body in the sand it was so hard for her. Jah-Lilah couldn't help but think of her own charcoal lover, plunged from a cliff. The colt was just as sad, a beautiful life snuffed out so young. And now Taiga, another young life, but can she be saved? Only time will tell. Jah-Lilah does not mourn for the loss of life, or the loss of Taiga, she grieves for the Earth-Mother.
His voice breaks the comfortable silence, and she trains her eyes on him again. An apology? How curious. The tawny male looks awkward and uncomfortable, and Jah-Lilah chuckles, rolling her eyes over-exaggeratedly. "You owe me nothing, apology or otherwise...but thank you. We should all be sorry for the things we've done to the Earth-Mother, and the way we've taken the faeries for granted. Everything is connected, we all have our part to play." She turns her gaze back to the churning water, then gives him side eye. "I'm sorry about your son." The words come out quiet and flat, but she means them.
...Strayed above the highway aisle.