Seasons of Love

*Ara* · 04-15-2019, 07:23 AM

There were certain things she could never forget, though briefly her attention was pulled away from her nostalgic memories and were planted firmly in the present, as Novel coughed. She was quiet, though made no big show of being attentive to her - instead her ears merely flicked as she listened for signs that her cough was worsening or needed more urgent attention. Luckily it was just a cough, albeit not a good one, but one she was growing used to lately.

She remembered how they'd met. She remembered the willow trees. She remembered the few times afterwards that she'd met Novel, before she and her family had gone to live with the Destructions. She remembered being a shoulder for Novel to cry on when she talked about her father - the same day she'd met Elohim for the first time, if she was remembering correctly. It'd been the first time they'd really spent alone and though she doubted she'd started to fall in love that day, she knew it had been the start of what often felt like a fated cycle of events for them. Their relationship had always felt natural, like they'd been born to be together; perhaps the thought was a foolish one but it made her smile gently as the thought crossed her mind. "What I wouldn't give to be young again," she mused thoughtfully. Neither of the women were ones to really dwell on the past, nor on their regrets, so the thought was a whimsical one and not one she'd take too seriously.

Wherever you are is perfect, Novel added, and Ara felt a familiar rush of warmth rush through her. How could Novel still make her feel like this after so many years? The pleasant warmth was a nice reprieve from her darker thoughts, from thoughts of how many years had passed between them. "I don't want to live without you," Ara said quietly, somberly, after a moment of careful thought. As much as she didn't want to weigh down the mood, she felt the conversation was a necessary one. "I spent too many years without you. I can't do it again." It was no secret Novel's health was failing her, and though she felt her voice wavering slightly she maintained control of it - for now. "When the time comes, if the time comes..." How could she say this in a straightforward way? Ara wasn't one for being elusive but this topic was heavier than most they'd spoken of. "I'd like to go with you. If that's how things happen." If you die first, was what she was trying to say, but she couldn't bring herself to be quite so frank about it yet.

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