you are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand
I'M DUMPING YOU, BYE
11-24-2021, 06:27 PM
At Thalia's protest, her ears saddled and her eyes fell. She didn't understand. That wasn't part of the deal - she'd won, fair and square. Thalia couldn't leave until she was dismissed. THeory opened her mouth to protest, but no sound came out. Rivulets of bright drool streamed to the sand in their place. Suddenly, she was rocked back to the present. Her jaws closed instantly with a click, flinging the colored spittle. "Why are you still here? I thought you were smarter than this - I told you to go," she snarled, a noise that started deep and low in her chest. Violence rumbled in the sound. "If you need to go so badly, leave! I'll die here just like my mother, just like Tana - " her heart twisted and she looked wildly to the far shore, the cliffs where Shaye had lost her life. Why did she swim here? Why did she leave the mainland? She should be at the Rapids, waiting to die. At least she'd be buried in the right place. With wild eyes, she fixed her gaze back on Thalia: "You're a fucking coward. Run back to your family, where you can hide away from the world - from me, from these feelings that you know are right and true. Hide in your den of lies, where only your god can judge you." Her lips curled in a twisted snarl, exposing her brightly glowing teeth. Theory lunged doggedly after Thalia, chasing her further back towards the water. "I never want to see you this side of the Rio Grande again!" The tide was rolling in faster now, licking at their ankles. Theo stepped from paw to paw, hissing at the cold ocean water. The salt seeped into the weeping, open blisters on her forelegs, stinging like mad. The pain grounded her for a moment in reality, keeping the past away for now. Rhyme, Shaye, Tana... all dead. Her siblings, as good as gone. The yearling kept leaving, year after year. It was hopeless. Time marched on, an endless onslaught of loss and pain. "Don't pretend like you care about me now. You've made up your mind. The minute you cross that border home, you won't be my enemy - no, I won't think about you at all, Thalia Abraxas. You will mean," Liquid built and poured out of her eyes. It was impossible to tell whether they were tears or the ooze that had afflicted so many, "nothing to me. Nothing at all." Aside from the pack and her family, Thalia had been the only constant in her life. Forever orbiting each other, joined together by that strange, tenuous thread. "I thought love was a holy thing," she said, shaking her head sadly. The closest she'd come to religion was the way she loved Thalia - but could she truly say she would sacrifice the same? If Thalia asked her to come to Aerie and leave all of this behind? No. Never. There, that was finally the answer. It was over. In her heart, she could feel something like a door softly begin to close. As the lock snipped shut, that thread that had bound them for so long - that wondrous, torturous, aching thing - finally snapped. Now severed from her, Theory felt completely unmoored. Life was a vast and frightening landscape, filled with terrain and landmarks that she no longer recognized. She waded further out into the water, gritting her teeth against the pain of the salt water in her wounds until she was standing chest-deep. It burned, so painful that it felt like she was standing amidst flames, but her mind was finally sharp and present. She looked over her shoulder at Thalia, standing in the shallows: "I'm dismissing you. Consider whatever was between us finished." |