echoes of truth | ❝ tales of loss and fire and flame. ❞

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song of hope

BOOK 3.5: EVER HEAVENSWARD

Tales of loss and fire and faith
Every word on our hearts engraved
In the dark you will not stray
Forge ahead, till the end, we prayCODE BY TESSISAMESS

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[shepherdtostars]

[ While her smile may not of spread entirely across her face, the joy is in her eyes and her tail gently sweeping as it does. Exhaustion is clear on her face and her shoulders. Her body presses her to sleep but her mind continues to have thought after thought. Perhaps she is afraid to sleep, worried she will wake up to find him in the clutches of King Thordan once more. Or, perhaps, she is used to him falling asleep before her.

Her nose runs along his, fingers gently brushing across his cheeks as they do normally. The joy once again sparkles in her eyes despite the clear exhaustion weighing down on her shoulders and back. The cold still clings to her like a wet blanket, and feels like something she cannot shake. Perhaps if she moved underneath the covers and curled into his arms it might help. Yet, she does not move, content where she is. ]

You were my condition, if it was not obvious. Being allowed to be with you regardless of it all.

[ A gentle kiss is pressed to his lips and then the corner of his mouth. She is quiet for a moment, trying to find the proper words to put forward in answer to his question. Her fingers continue to glide over his cheek bones before her eyes close. Perhaps it better if she simply allows the words to come from deep inside her than attempt to force them. ]

If we truly are bound to find one another time and time again... then, it cannot be a matter of deserving. [ Alkaid knows she has said this in some form or another, but, perhaps it must be stated again. ] I have loved you in every life--more than any other. A love I will continue to have no matter how many times we are born in lives anew. You have earned my love eternally.

[ Then, a hand leaves his face to gently take one of his. She presses it to her bosom and her eyebrows knit together despite her eyes remaining closed. ] I wish I had the words to share this feeling with you, or that I had a magick to project it for you. Perhaps our ancient history only matters so deeply to me... b-but I...

[ She pauses once more, shoulders curling and pressing his hand further against her. If only he could feel how warm her heart is when he is near; how elated her soul is at his presence. A term springs to her mind then, causing her eyebrows to knit further and her tail to curl up beside her. Would he find it silly? Or, perhaps, would its meaning and significance pass over him? ]

Aymeric de Borel, with all and any titles you hold or will ever hold, you are my one and only. [ The term feels strange to say, as if it were a secret she held to her heart for many years. Something that feels like an echo through time and not just prevalent in this life. Even so, she finds her heart beating faster and a wave of emotions come from deep inside her. A stray tear or two rolls down her cheeks. She feels as if she is trying to desperately reach a part of him buried under time; trying to pull something into the light that perhaps does not exist at all. ] My one and only... and I don't wish to be with another...

[ A ripple of frustration passes from the tips of her ears down to her tail. It bristles, hairs standing on end, and she clutches the hand in her hold to her person. It causes her ears to twitch. Her entire body curls up against him. A soft sound escapes her then as more tears come: a mixture of exhaustion and seeking his comfort. ]

Why can't I express this the right way? [ Another sound, this time of frustration and directed at herself. ] Why can't I find the right words, or the right actions to properly share it to you? Why can't I... [ Alkaid lowers her head and presses her forehead to his chest once her hands begin to shake. Perhaps all she needs is to sleep. Then, she will be able to press these emotions inside herself again in order to contemplate them at a later time.] I can't lose you... not again...

[thewayforpeace]

[ Aymeric appears to mull this over, one hand moving to rest against his chin as he ponders everything she is telling him as well as considering what is clearly a need to rest. He would have to be wholly unobservant to have missed the fact that she is past being merely tired, and so he would not keep her awake any longer than he already has.

Any lingering fears and effects from his tempering can wait; his priority and focus must be her. Still, when her nose touches his, and her fingers brush across his cheeks, a sigh he had not known he was holding in escapes him. Although he is resolved to give her all the care and comfort that she needs, a part of him is longing for the comfort she so readily gives him as well. But there will be time enough for that later. He will not be so selfish as to demand that of her now. ]

I- I see. [ That revelation does not surprise him, as all he could ever ask for is more time with her: time uninterrupted by anything or anyone. And yet that seems like a selfish ask as well, even if it is what he strongly desires. ] I cannot speak with any certainty at all as to my thoughts and feelings during that time, but if anything of myself still existed in spite of the primal's efforts... It is not difficult for me to imagine that I still wished to have you with me as the one that I love.

[ And then he grows silent once more when she presses that kiss to his lips. Oh, he has much and more that he could say, but all he wants is to pour every bit of the affection and gratitude he has towards her into these affectionate displays. And what is more, if they continue to be as blessed as they have been, he wishes to spend the rest of their lives together both giving and receiving that love. ]

Have I not expressed in adequate detail how much I love you and that I believe every word that you have told me concerning that ancient history? If I have not done so, then rest assured that I cannot imagine loving anyone but you any more than I can say I do not believe that we have known each other for far longer than any time that can be measured.

[ Perhaps he had not thought so at the start of their relationship, but now he believes without a doubt that they were destined to find each other in this life and all other lives that might follow.

She seems to press further into his touch, and he pulls her closer, a remarkable feat, considering that they are quite close already. It seems to him that the time for words has passed: she needs to rest and recover and not strain herself to speak. He would not silence her, as he loves the sound of her voice and anything she might say to him, but her health is far more important. ]

Lantaa- You express yourself in all the right ways, I assure you. [ His hold on her tightens once more, and his smile turns gentle as he looks down at her. ]

You have not lost me, due namely to your own efforts, and as far as I am concerned, you will not lose me, no matter what. [ He knows that should some threat arise intending to tear them apart, he will fight tooth and nail to remain with her. He prays that no such thing will occur, as they have had too many times when they were very nearly pulled apart, but should that happen, he will do everything in his power to forestall it. ]

Now, I think that it is time for you to sleep. I will, of course, be right beside you.

[shepherdtostars]

[ continued here! ]