breathe me [helios]
01-01-2015, 11:33 AM
He noticed her lack of movement, the way she didn’t seem to react to his touch and instantly he was worried. Still the man tried his best not to assume the worst, maybe she was just tired. Gods knew he was. Then she would speak, and dread would replace hopeful optimism. The man listened, frozen in horror as his wife spoke.
No, no! He wailed internally. Not again! Never again! How could the gods be so cruel? He sat in silence for a time, unable to bring the words in his mind to his mouth. “I-“ He finally managed, voice wavering, faltering. The man swallowed, his throat feeling so very dry. “I will!” He didn’t speak of his doubts, how could he rule while she was dying? How could he devote his attention to the pack while she wasted away? He had so much he wanted to say, to ask and yet he found his lips refused to respond. Slowly he leaned towards her and licked at her shoulder, slow, methodically repeating the action over and over.
talk, think