06-17-2017, 05:40 AM
you won’t see me fall apart
Lost.
There were deaths, like mother and father, that racked what little stability a coddled child could have. There was abandonment shortly afterwards - the way Beqanna shifted under her feet and threw her off into oblivion. She'd made a home, she'd lost it. She'd found Eight, she'd lost him.
She'd lost her face.
She'd lost so much.
In the silence that followed she was humbled, quieted, resting in the eaves. What did she wait for, she wonders? What sign would pull her from the reverie, tell her to take the steps necessary to cross the border to go home?
Is Tephra home?
The meadow will do for now, she decides, and rests in the shade.
Alone.
There were deaths, like mother and father, that racked what little stability a coddled child could have. There was abandonment shortly afterwards - the way Beqanna shifted under her feet and threw her off into oblivion. She'd made a home, she'd lost it. She'd found Eight, she'd lost him.
She'd lost her face.
She'd lost so much.
In the silence that followed she was humbled, quieted, resting in the eaves. What did she wait for, she wonders? What sign would pull her from the reverie, tell her to take the steps necessary to cross the border to go home?
Is Tephra home?
The meadow will do for now, she decides, and rests in the shade.
Alone.
THORUNN
COVET x LIBRETTE