WALKING BETWEEN THE RAINDROPS
03-19-2014, 04:14 PM
She listens; she wants to be angry, to unleash wrath upon the one who had hurt her heart, and yet she cannot. Raisa seems truly regretful, and the way her fingers play Virgil's heart strongs make the Empress incapable of such a thing. The confession from the Ebony woman's lipd make her heart stop, and she dares to venture closer. Her head seeks to press to the side of Raisa's, a secure embrace. "Raisa...I love you," she dares to confess. She feels fearful, vulnerable, but she needs to get the words out of her lips.
She pauses, inhaling deeply as she finds herself uncertain how to proceed. "What do you want?" she asks, for that is the real question. It is up to Raisa what they are; will they fall into a clasical definition of mateship, or will they continue in this state of uncertainty and limbo?
She pauses, inhaling deeply as she finds herself uncertain how to proceed. "What do you want?" she asks, for that is the real question. It is up to Raisa what they are; will they fall into a clasical definition of mateship, or will they continue in this state of uncertainty and limbo?