10-22-2018, 12:34 AM
Agapi
She had always loved Nerine.
She loved the way it stretched for miles, and miles, and miles, and how then it could just fall away over granite cliffs into the ocean. She’d always thought that standing at the edges of the cliff face could feel like standing at the edges of the earth, and that feeling stirred something inside of her; set her alight with wonder rather than flame. For hours she’d quietly stand watching the tides wax and wane, thinking about falling, about flying, about all the hugely important tiny things that children wonder when they only have the room to.
So, when she sees it on the horizon and the sight of it inspires feelings more akin to dread than passion, it consumes her.
Because the events of the day had shaken her in a way that Agapi hadn’t realized possible before. Before today she’d had no reason to doubt her parents. She’d lived effortlessly, bounding through wildflowers, or flitting from branch to branch as a small sparrow without even gravity to weigh her down. Before today, it had been Agave and Agapi, two halves of one whole with nothing particular threatening or peculiar about them. It was strange and unsettling to think that their entire world had expanded so quickly.
Now there were lost children. Now there were family traits, ones that Agapi did not wield. Now she cannot shake the feeling of not belonging when before she had never stopped to question it. Today everything is different, and if Titus could have been lost, forgotten, what was stopping the same from happening to her? To Agave? She doesn’t speak her worries though. Polite and demure she flutters close to her sister, and to Titus, nodding in quiet agreement whenever a decision is made, even if she isn’t certain.
“Did you miss it here?” She asks, and she isn’t certain if she’s asking because she’s interested in his answer or for herself.
She loved the way it stretched for miles, and miles, and miles, and how then it could just fall away over granite cliffs into the ocean. She’d always thought that standing at the edges of the cliff face could feel like standing at the edges of the earth, and that feeling stirred something inside of her; set her alight with wonder rather than flame. For hours she’d quietly stand watching the tides wax and wane, thinking about falling, about flying, about all the hugely important tiny things that children wonder when they only have the room to.
So, when she sees it on the horizon and the sight of it inspires feelings more akin to dread than passion, it consumes her.
Because the events of the day had shaken her in a way that Agapi hadn’t realized possible before. Before today she’d had no reason to doubt her parents. She’d lived effortlessly, bounding through wildflowers, or flitting from branch to branch as a small sparrow without even gravity to weigh her down. Before today, it had been Agave and Agapi, two halves of one whole with nothing particular threatening or peculiar about them. It was strange and unsettling to think that their entire world had expanded so quickly.
Now there were lost children. Now there were family traits, ones that Agapi did not wield. Now she cannot shake the feeling of not belonging when before she had never stopped to question it. Today everything is different, and if Titus could have been lost, forgotten, what was stopping the same from happening to her? To Agave? She doesn’t speak her worries though. Polite and demure she flutters close to her sister, and to Titus, nodding in quiet agreement whenever a decision is made, even if she isn’t certain.
“Did you miss it here?” She asks, and she isn’t certain if she’s asking because she’s interested in his answer or for herself.
Seize The Moment
So sorry this took so long, guys! I've been struggling with her a bit, but I think I've got it now. Hopefully you like her! @[Agave] @[Titus]