reality is a lovely place, but i wouldn't want to live there

She spoke to him softly, promising her revenge if only she knew the culprit of his emotions but Indigo shook his head again. He didn’t want retaliation, he’d agreed to these terms, he just hadn’t realized the weight of them the moment he’d done it. Pain or madness, there wasn’t much choice when it came to his undying love for Aslatiel. ”No…” He trailed off softly as she kissed him innocently. Once, twice, three times. He willed his tears to stop, because just as he feared his distress was leaking into her.

He had to try not to be sad. He had to not be sad for her, but how was that possible? His heart had been ripped from his chest. Indigo was cut from his other half. How could he begin to explain that to Rue? He realized how much she didn’t know about him in that moment, but he felt a flicker of fire reignite within him as he realized how far she was willing to go for a near stranger like him.

”Give me time.” He said softly, his voice oddly emotionless as he felt the numbness begin to seep across his chest. ”Give me patience. Hold me tight.” He told her as he buried his huge head into the soft fur of her neck. He held onto her for dear life, because she was likely all that held him to this plane. He wanted to keep running, but he’d never be able to fully run away from the awful pain. Rue was his balm, but could she be his cure?