06-18-2021, 09:51 AM
mazikeen
Mazikeen doesn’t answer the question about where Gale is. Believing he is watching somewhere, enjoying every outburst - delighting in every tear. There’s no joy to be had in her imagining Sabal tearing him apart. Not only does she know he’ll be able to heal, that he is unstoppable because of it, but she fears she wouldn’t be able to watch someone else hurt Gale’s body without intervening on his behalf.
This is not a comfortable realization to have, but so little of the thoughts that have gone through her mind since the twins were born have been remotely nice.
Her ears flatten as Sabal shoots words back at her, when she mentions her son and Mazikeen is cowardly enough that she still won’t look at her friend. Her silence is enough of an answer - no, Sabal isn’t allowed to go back to the lake. There is only one direction she will allow her friend to walk in, and it will be the one that separates them.
She’s trying to think of a way to get Chasm out of the lake and to wherever Sabal ends up when her friend keeps talking and Mazikeen’s orange eyes finally find her again. She’s still blazing with her fiery markings and they burn a little brighter as Sabal tells her she doesn’t think this is where the pain is going to stop. Angry words bubble out of Mazikeen, shooting back in a hissing voice “Do you really think I don’t fucking understand what he’s capable of? How can you look at my face right now and say that to me, Sabal? That’s why I want him to isolate me and why I’ll help him to do it.” Mazikeen wants them all gone - wants Ryatah to take her entire family and leave, wants Selaphiel to forget that he had ever wanted to make Hyaline his home. The weight of the list of all those she wants to protect is dragging her down and if the Curse won’t sever those ties for her, she’ll do it herself.
Mazikeen now thinks it would’ve been better if she hadn’t grown her heart back. If she had been left without it, would this be any easier? She’s tried to steel herself against emotions in the past but never have the stakes been so high. So she inhales deeply and tries to calm the rage inside of her, tries to hold onto the belief that this is for the best. Sabal will go somewhere else - maybe even to Tephra.
She doesn’t dare speak the small hope that with Wishbone and Sabal both together, that fierce pair will have better luck finding a solution to this than Mazikeen could. She barely even lets herself think it - snuffing out that thought almost as soon as it appears. It is not fair for her to rely on anyone else to solve her problems.
The tears are gone now, each breath an attempt to bury her emotions deeper and deeper until it’s just fierce determination blazing in her eyes when she speaks and pretends each word doesn't hurt. “Please, Sabal. Please go and take my love for you with you. I’ll figure out how to get your son to you.” Maybe she could send Selaphiel on that errand, escorting Chasm to his mother. Maybe Mazikeen could then find the heart to close the border to the sweet angel and keep him far away from her and the home where she had bent the rules so he could stay. And maybe if she sends enough pieces of her heart away, she'll finally feel like she's done enough.
This is not a comfortable realization to have, but so little of the thoughts that have gone through her mind since the twins were born have been remotely nice.
Her ears flatten as Sabal shoots words back at her, when she mentions her son and Mazikeen is cowardly enough that she still won’t look at her friend. Her silence is enough of an answer - no, Sabal isn’t allowed to go back to the lake. There is only one direction she will allow her friend to walk in, and it will be the one that separates them.
She’s trying to think of a way to get Chasm out of the lake and to wherever Sabal ends up when her friend keeps talking and Mazikeen’s orange eyes finally find her again. She’s still blazing with her fiery markings and they burn a little brighter as Sabal tells her she doesn’t think this is where the pain is going to stop. Angry words bubble out of Mazikeen, shooting back in a hissing voice “Do you really think I don’t fucking understand what he’s capable of? How can you look at my face right now and say that to me, Sabal? That’s why I want him to isolate me and why I’ll help him to do it.” Mazikeen wants them all gone - wants Ryatah to take her entire family and leave, wants Selaphiel to forget that he had ever wanted to make Hyaline his home. The weight of the list of all those she wants to protect is dragging her down and if the Curse won’t sever those ties for her, she’ll do it herself.
Mazikeen now thinks it would’ve been better if she hadn’t grown her heart back. If she had been left without it, would this be any easier? She’s tried to steel herself against emotions in the past but never have the stakes been so high. So she inhales deeply and tries to calm the rage inside of her, tries to hold onto the belief that this is for the best. Sabal will go somewhere else - maybe even to Tephra.
She doesn’t dare speak the small hope that with Wishbone and Sabal both together, that fierce pair will have better luck finding a solution to this than Mazikeen could. She barely even lets herself think it - snuffing out that thought almost as soon as it appears. It is not fair for her to rely on anyone else to solve her problems.
The tears are gone now, each breath an attempt to bury her emotions deeper and deeper until it’s just fierce determination blazing in her eyes when she speaks and pretends each word doesn't hurt. “Please, Sabal. Please go and take my love for you with you. I’ll figure out how to get your son to you.” Maybe she could send Selaphiel on that errand, escorting Chasm to his mother. Maybe Mazikeen could then find the heart to close the border to the sweet angel and keep him far away from her and the home where she had bent the rules so he could stay. And maybe if she sends enough pieces of her heart away, she'll finally feel like she's done enough.
@[Sabal]
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kingdom, family, same thing