Show me how to be whole again
Daemon
12-06-2024, 09:34 PM
Other than the soft wash of the water lapping at the lake shore and the sound of her own claw delicately scraping back and forth along the flat of her tanto, the night was silent. Things had felt eerily still and quiet in the days that followed her parents' murder, like she was still waiting for the pin to drop. Even though they had been buried and the future of Elysium had mostly been decided there still felt like there was no finality, nothing that made it feel real. Everything had come so suddenly and it was easier to simply lay out here and pretend that she could go back to the den her family had shared and they would be there waiting for her. Perhaps she should have been taking this time to grieve with her siblings or at least sticking close to them in this time, but the silence somehow felt more welcoming.
With a sigh she slid the blade back into its sheath, the sleeve of her floral, silk kimono sliding across the cushion she was laying on. At some point she would have to face the reality of the situation she was in, but tonight would not be that night. She looked up at the fireflies that lit up the lake that stretched out ahead of her, her eyes following one and then another while she debated between going back to the island or staying here in the bungalow to sleep tonight. Without consciously making a choice between the two, she lowered her head to rest it on her paws, quietly letting the dancing fireflies hypnotize her while she tried to relax.