Tell Me Something So I'll Forget

As soon as she had known Alastor was following behind her she’d move forward. Not so different from any other time she had silently asked for him to come along. But the tethered tension between them could be cut with a knife. Maybe most of it coming from her. Not for the reasons she was dragging him back out to the sound, but everything before. And reasons? There weren’t really any.

She’d stop on the mountain plains before the rocky cliffs and rough terrain, places they had hunted together before. Pausing, holding a breath. Like she had monuments of things to say to him. Nothing came out. There wasn’t anything to say. Nothing she could tell him more to try and make amends. That’s what she believed at least. She couldn’t keep living the narrative, she knew that. She wouldn’t beg to make things work again, as much as she wanted to turn around and have things back the way they were. She couldn’t silently suffer anymore.

She finally turned to face him, not wasting any more time to step forward and close the distance between them. Not hesitant but there was enough time on his end to pull back from her. There wasn’t much she could do to stop him at least. Her eyes both hot and pleading in a way she wouldn’t feel, her nose reached right up towards his to want to connect their lips in the only way she hoped felt right between them.

"Relm"