What is dead may never truly die
07-12-2015, 09:21 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
She could practically feel the quick laugh that her husband made while leaned against her, though she did not yet understand it. Still with her gaze fixed toward him, she watched as he drew back enough to offer her cheek a kiss - savoring how real it felt with a momentary closing of her dark golden eyes - and began to walk away with a look that indicated she was to follow. Obligingly, with a curious sort of smile, Tahlia left the remnants of the fish and padded after him, falling into step as he led them through the trees alongside the river and upward along the rise, the whole area striking a familiar cord for her the further they went. How was it that this placed resembled their riverside home so much? It baffled her completely.
Her eyes continued to wander about, searching for differences, searching for signs and markers that she remembered, but stopped and stared at the den Bane brought her to. As he told her that they would wait here, wait for the arrival of their children when their time came, she turned her head and stared at him, her expression touched by pain. Still she hated herself for abandoning her children when they needed her the most, especially the poor child - her son - that she had been carrying at the time. But she was gone from them now and nothing could change what had happened. She could only hope and pray that they would forgive her as her husband had.
Blinking back a few tears, she was grateful that she had Bane with her to make the transition easier, to fill the hole in her heart that had been left empty with his passing. She felt almost complete again, tarnished only now by the absence of her children, but in time - many, many years from now, she hoped - she would see them again too. Her husband kissed her, and as his tongue passed her lips her own reached out to brush it. Paws wrapped around her, bringing her gently to the ground, and Tahlia signed contentedly, ready to spent the rest of eternity waiting with her husband.
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She could practically feel the quick laugh that her husband made while leaned against her, though she did not yet understand it. Still with her gaze fixed toward him, she watched as he drew back enough to offer her cheek a kiss - savoring how real it felt with a momentary closing of her dark golden eyes - and began to walk away with a look that indicated she was to follow. Obligingly, with a curious sort of smile, Tahlia left the remnants of the fish and padded after him, falling into step as he led them through the trees alongside the river and upward along the rise, the whole area striking a familiar cord for her the further they went. How was it that this placed resembled their riverside home so much? It baffled her completely.
Her eyes continued to wander about, searching for differences, searching for signs and markers that she remembered, but stopped and stared at the den Bane brought her to. As he told her that they would wait here, wait for the arrival of their children when their time came, she turned her head and stared at him, her expression touched by pain. Still she hated herself for abandoning her children when they needed her the most, especially the poor child - her son - that she had been carrying at the time. But she was gone from them now and nothing could change what had happened. She could only hope and pray that they would forgive her as her husband had.
Blinking back a few tears, she was grateful that she had Bane with her to make the transition easier, to fill the hole in her heart that had been left empty with his passing. She felt almost complete again, tarnished only now by the absence of her children, but in time - many, many years from now, she hoped - she would see them again too. Her husband kissed her, and as his tongue passed her lips her own reached out to brush it. Paws wrapped around her, bringing her gently to the ground, and Tahlia signed contentedly, ready to spent the rest of eternity waiting with her husband.
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