Need You To Hold Me
Solveiga felt hollow. She walked slowly toward Celestial territory, alone. She and her traveling companion had parted ways soon after returning to the mainland, which was probably for the best. At the time, Solveiga thought she needed some time alone with her thoughts. But now, no thoughts came.
She and Báine had traveled to her childhood home, Nephilim Island. She had wanted to check in on her beloved mother, now that her brother had proven impossible to find. Solveiga had believed that her mother was the only family she had left. But now...
The pale woman came to an eventual stop in the middle of the moors. She knew that the boundary to Celestial was only a few minutes further, but she just couldn't. She couldn't walk any further. She couldn't walk into the territory that had become her new home. She couldn't let everyone see her like this. With how empty she felt, she could only imagine how she must look. Slowly, Solveiga sat, and lifted her head to the heavens. She swallowed hard, fighting against the lump in her throat and the tremor in her lip. But it seemed that the sky had become one with her, as it abandoned its cheerful blue light in favor of something more dismal and bleak. Solveiga sat there for minutes on end and watched the clouds roll in. By the time the distant thunder began to reach her ears, her normally clear blue eyes had flooded with tears.
She didn't know what to do. Her mother was dead. Her brother was gone. She felt so hollow and alone and, in that moment, entirely meaningless. Did anyone care? Did she even have anyone at all? The tears became too heavy, and they began to fall, and before Solveiga lowered her head she let out a long, low cry, a song of mourning that slowly took on a name. She was calling for the first true friend she had found in this place. The man she had met in these very moors. |
