Keep me grounded
10-26-2014, 09:33 PM
The man beside her listened so carefully and it was nice to have somebody to talk to. It allowed her to reveal some of the stuff that she kept bottled up inside. A different sort of relief that she had grown attached to, though, only a select few did she feel the ability to open up to. Quelt was still a stranger, but a part of her desired to know him by so much more than his touch. Ah, she wanted to get to know of his past and his present. Why he decided to give up his crown. What made the spark vanish that once had existed with Irune. And a tinge of jealousy overcame her at the thought of Irune, it was a feeling unfamiliar, and it fed her inner desire to fight. She would return the same respect he had given her when she had spoken when it was his turn to speak. Life really is not all that bad. Our days are as bad as we allow them to be. Ourselves, alone, are in control of our own happiness. We just have to rid of our toxins, whether it is family. . . friends. You simply cannot live for the happiness for others, else you will always be miserable. It was selfish to live that way, but when this may be the only life we are granted, if there is no heaven or hell, the only thing that matters in the end is our happiness - what we do in this single life. The next part of his words were a bit surprising, but offered a sort of comfort. Honestly, I have never had anyone to promise to be at my side. Not once. A sort of sadness laced her words this time at the realization. Life had changed so rapidly since her freedom, but it was welcoming. Could you. . . tell me what happened with you and your ex-mate? Maybe why your feelings were lost? And it sort of worried her. Worried her that perhaps that flames for his ex-mate had been simply reduced to a spark, waiting to reignite at any moment. my actions | my words | my thoughts |