your poker face ain't fooling nobody
rara
11-21-2019, 12:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-21-2019, 12:26 AM by Samara.)
Rhyme gave a simple answer, too simple to understand what had happened. Luckily for Samara the man's raven would descend to explain what she could. The woman watched the bird carefully, feeling her heart sink. There was so much tragedy, and she didn't even have the time to really feel anything but heartbreak. "Oh Rhyme..." She said, her voice heavy with her emotion. This time she didn't stop herself from approaching him. She pushed up towards his torso, aiming to gently nose at the lower part of his chest, then slowly began to groom him there, provided he'd allow her. She didn't really know what else to do and she used the action to give herself time to think. She stopped briefly to look back at the raven. "Has he been sleeping much?" By his appearance she had to assume he hadn't. She gently started to hum, no particular tunes, simply whatever slow melodies came to her mind. It was all she could think to do right that moment, all she could think of that might start to sooth what was clearly his hurting soul. "Speak!" Think! |
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