It's time to begin, isn't it?
04-17-2014, 10:40 PM
He held his sister in his arms, she had accepted his gently tugging, his pull as he drew her back into his embrace and he held her there. He drowned out the world with her presence, and his burning emotions, these thoughts and feelings that where only their brightest in the presence of family. They created him, made him who he was and he needed them. He could feel the shaking of her body, the build up of her own emotions had finally over turned at her silent tears would touch his coat, fall into it and seep into his bones. With every tear that touched him, he knew would be a claw into the brute that had hurt her. He would not let this go unpunished, and felt that knowing he could never hurt her again would help the pain in his sister, the fear that over turned her so easily. Her next words would catch his breath, and he had to truly force himself, school his breathing and wait with clenched teeth. He struggled with himself for a moment, forcing his hold on her to remain light, so light that it became a feathery touch against her as he forced himself to calm. She still loved him, he had bet her, he had left her broken, and she still loved him. He could not understand how she could still see something in him, for surely it was not the 'good' that kept her heart to him. Perhaps it was in the need for someone to love her, wanting someone to want her, and having found it if even for a time her loyalty could not be broken, even by the betrayal of the very one he loved. He struggled to find reason in her words, and well he might have found he still struggled to wrap his head around it. ?Oh Madie? he said softly, and this time it was almost a cry. His emotions where such a tormal inside of him they almost overruled his being, his thoughts. He felt like he was nothing but emotion, and that emotion was fear and hate and love and worry, and all the things Madie's words brought to him.She had given him his name but asked him not to hurt him. He could not promise that, he would not. Yet, in doing so would he be betraying Madie? It seemed he had two battles here to fight, and one would have to be in words. ?Your telling me he hurt you, that he cast you aside Madie.? he did not want to hurt her, but was afraid of the ties she still seemed to harbour for him. "My sounds""My Soul" |
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