Have you truly never seen another person and desired him? Wished that you could begin a life with him? [ Aymeric himself never has; he has only ever loved Alkaid- Phya. But if she told him that she had wished to be free of their bond, he would understand. If, in another life, she had married another, he would understand it and do his best to not feel regret. And, well, he would not know of it, unless she had told him, after all. ]
No one else has ever caught your eye and made you wonder what life with them might be like?
[ He has not yet pointed out that he carries with him his own emotions and memories, because such admissions are not ones he is accustomed to making. He is used to keeping everything inside, simply because there was no one else with whom he could talk to, and thus he fell out of the habit of speaking about himself at all.
To others, that most likely gives the appearance of strength, and yet he feels as though he is the exact opposite of strong. ]
How can you be seen as anything of that life? Easily, for one who knows you. [ His lips turn up into a small but loving smile. ] You will not always be weak or sick, but even so, I still see you as beautiful, and the one person in all the star, in all lives, that I love.
[ Phya looks down once more. Should she tell him about the uncountable nights she spent waiting for him to come and find her? The Starlight Eve in which she was given the stuffed fox that she would pretend was him to help her through the worst days of winter? He'd surely find it ridiculous and pathetic. ]
No one else. Ever--in any life.
[ Her hands come together in a familiar notion. They begin to twist. ] I... don't know if you remember anything from times before this life--or how I was when we first met. But, I... [ I do. I remember so much. I remember so much more than I should. ] I wish to be more like the woman I was when you first met me. The one you fell in love with.
It may mean more to me than you, but...
[ She looks up at him. Tears come to her eyes at his admission. ]
[ His eyes attempt to lock onto hers, but even the action is slow, unhurried: each movement considered, as though to preserve the fragility of the moment. His voice, when it comes, is low and reverent, edged with something almost like awe. ]
You have never ceased to be her, not in my eyes. I see you as her, but also as you, in this new life. I wish to get to know you as you are and as you have been, because I will always love you in any life.
[ His gaze drops to her hands, noting the familiarity of that motion. How many times has he seen her hands twist together in that exact way, across lifetimes, across years... He remembers all of it. ]
Though my recollections are fragmented, there are things I cannot forget. I remember how you sound when you laugh, how it never fails to lift my spirits. I remember the light that sparks in your eyes when you speak of the things you have seen, even when those things take a sadder turn.
[ He reaches for her hands at last, his touch gentle, trying to steady the restless motion. ]
You do not need to be anything or anyone other than who you are now. And even when I was slow to remember, or too distracted by other things to really see you, you were never forgotten. Not truly.
[ He pauses for just a moment, trying to navigate the sudden swell of memories and feelings that are beginning to awaken again. ]
If you will allow it, let me carry these memories alongside you. Let me remember with you.
[ Phya stills as Aymeric answers. She knows it's not simply Aymeric in the life he lives now, but the soul that has wanted nothing more than to have her at his side in life after life.
He takes her hands into his and she stills. Once more she realizes how truly small she is in this life compared to him. Yet, nothing seems to stop him from embracing her as who she truly is--his ancient love. The soul he bound to.
Her heart gives a painful beat at his offer. How she has wished to open herself and cry at the unfairness their multiple lives have been. How even in those that they were together in seemed to have tragedy strike in some manner. How there have been lives she has never found him in. How lives she had found him but was unable to be with him in various ways. All of the hurts bared at his feet in hopes he could help her place her back together in some form of the woman he first met.
She blinks and feels hot tears run down her cheeks. ]
Phya. [ She offers her name as a way of accepting his terms. ] Phya Tayuun.
Phya Tayuun. [ He echoes the name as he moves to brush the tears from her cheeks; of course, they are not something to be ashamed of, but he imagines that she has shed enough of them in her lifetime: in all lifetimes. ]
This time, I am resolved to stay with you, and if anything attempts to separate us again, that attempt will not happen without a fight.
[ He leans closer to her so that he might see her eyes and eliminate the distance between them. He finds he can't quite recall what her eyes looked like before, so he resolves to simply memorize the way her eyes look now. And then, once they are closer together, he leans his forehead against hers and stays there. ]
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No one else has ever caught your eye and made you wonder what life with them might be like?
[ He has not yet pointed out that he carries with him his own emotions and memories, because such admissions are not ones he is accustomed to making. He is used to keeping everything inside, simply because there was no one else with whom he could talk to, and thus he fell out of the habit of speaking about himself at all.
To others, that most likely gives the appearance of strength, and yet he feels as though he is the exact opposite of strong. ]
How can you be seen as anything of that life? Easily, for one who knows you. [ His lips turn up into a small but loving smile. ] You will not always be weak or sick, but even so, I still see you as beautiful, and the one person in all the star, in all lives, that I love.
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[ Phya looks down once more. Should she tell him about the uncountable nights she spent waiting for him to come and find her? The Starlight Eve in which she was given the stuffed fox that she would pretend was him to help her through the worst days of winter? He'd surely find it ridiculous and pathetic. ]
No one else. Ever--in any life.
[ Her hands come together in a familiar notion. They begin to twist. ] I... don't know if you remember anything from times before this life--or how I was when we first met. But, I... [ I do. I remember so much. I remember so much more than I should. ] I wish to be more like the woman I was when you first met me. The one you fell in love with.
It may mean more to me than you, but...
[ She looks up at him. Tears come to her eyes at his admission. ]
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You have never ceased to be her, not in my eyes. I see you as her, but also as you, in this new life. I wish to get to know you as you are and as you have been, because I will always love you in any life.
[ His gaze drops to her hands, noting the familiarity of that motion. How many times has he seen her hands twist together in that exact way, across lifetimes, across years... He remembers all of it. ]
Though my recollections are fragmented, there are things I cannot forget. I remember how you sound when you laugh, how it never fails to lift my spirits. I remember the light that sparks in your eyes when you speak of the things you have seen, even when those things take a sadder turn.
[ He reaches for her hands at last, his touch gentle, trying to steady the restless motion. ]
You do not need to be anything or anyone other than who you are now. And even when I was slow to remember, or too distracted by other things to really see you, you were never forgotten. Not truly.
[ He pauses for just a moment, trying to navigate the sudden swell of memories and feelings that are beginning to awaken again. ]
If you will allow it, let me carry these memories alongside you. Let me remember with you.
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He takes her hands into his and she stills. Once more she realizes how truly small she is in this life compared to him. Yet, nothing seems to stop him from embracing her as who she truly is--his ancient love. The soul he bound to.
Her heart gives a painful beat at his offer. How she has wished to open herself and cry at the unfairness their multiple lives have been. How even in those that they were together in seemed to have tragedy strike in some manner. How there have been lives she has never found him in. How lives she had found him but was unable to be with him in various ways. All of the hurts bared at his feet in hopes he could help her place her back together in some form of the woman he first met.
She blinks and feels hot tears run down her cheeks. ]
Phya. [ She offers her name as a way of accepting his terms. ] Phya Tayuun.
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This time, I am resolved to stay with you, and if anything attempts to separate us again, that attempt will not happen without a fight.
[ He leans closer to her so that he might see her eyes and eliminate the distance between them. He finds he can't quite recall what her eyes looked like before, so he resolves to simply memorize the way her eyes look now. And then, once they are closer together, he leans his forehead against hers and stays there. ]