i want to swallow the sun before it can swallow us
thalia
Fertile
4 hours ago
As she raced back to Avalon from the eastern coast, all she could hear was the wet grinding crunch of teeth gnashing against bone. She stopped a few times to catch her breath and twice more to vomit, half from the effort she was exerting and half from nausea at that noise that she knew she would hear in her nightmares forever. Her body wasn't what it used to be - there was no fooling herself now. It all happened in one great blur. Distantly, she knew Jay was by her side, but she'd slunk into the shadows of the orchard as soon as they'd arrived and Theory respected her desire for space. Avalon was just as she had left it in the early hours of the morning to set off after Corvus. The sun had long set and she was arriving nearly at the same time she had departed. That strange, mute time between midnight and dawn. She stood still, every muscle quaking with exhaustion, and tried to rationalize what she had seen. It defied all reason and logic. All that she knew was that Corvus was dead. Not only dead, but massacred. She hadn't dared get close enough to try and salvage something to bury. There would be time for finding a headstone and arranging a memorial service... but her mind was racing, three thousand miles per minute. She needed to talk to her mate, her Thalia. She had always offered comfort in times like these where Theory had faltered. It was her god that she turned to when darkness eclipsed all else. Abraxas was a singular, guiding flame - it flickered, but for Thalia, it never went out. Theo stumbled through the orchard towards their den and stood quietly outside of the entrance, trying to collect herself before calling out for her in a hoarse whisper: "Thalia..." My guiding flame. She might have Abraxas, but Theory would always have her. |
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