for every tyrant, a tear for the vulnerable
in every lost soul, the bones of a miracle
Clearing his head, huh? She does wonder why, but doesn’t ask. Today she can’t bring herself to care what is going on in the Cove, and she and Clayton aren’t exactly friends. Acquaintances really, though they might have become friends in Hyaline if they’d made time for one another. That long summer before the plague had been full of play, first romances, and missing out on things right under noses.
Clayton nibbles at the point of her hip and Kensa switches her flaxen tail at his dark face. Looking back at him her topaz eyes glitter with amusement but she drops her smile when he asks after her own purpose for being out here once again. Her first answer had been rather coy. Sighing she walks on, her face thoughtful, really all she is considering is how long she can stop herself from telling the truth. Out here in the vast forest the only ears are those of foreign creatures and a green capped boy who is just familiar enough to make her comfortable. She doesn’t need to be anyone for Clayton, he hardly knew her in brighter days. She doesn’t feel an obligation to smile her pretty smiles or be the gentle, joyful girl she always is at home if she doesn’t feel like it.
Kensa only walks a little further, choosing a mossy clearing where light filters pleasantly down through the tall trees around them. Looks around with a please expression a little wrinkle of worry above her eyes. Stopping she looks at Clayton and exhales like someone who has just say down in confession. “I suppose I’m tired of looking at an empty Hyaline. I never thought I could love a place so much and be so frustrated by it. I’m glad everyone is safe, believe me...but…” Her words ebb off and she just stares at the bay stallion for long moment before a smile breaks across her face, radiant. “You remember what it was like! There was so much ahead of all of us!”
The smiles shrinks slowly until it is just a soft ghost of joy upon her lips. Her life is still beautiful, but all the upheaval has left her in need of something. Clayton may just understand.
@[Clayton]
