
Posted by nyota on March 18, 2009, 7:45 pm, in reply to "But would she love the face that turned from her?"
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The Polestar is all at once filled with emotion. Bursting like the flowers around her frosty feet, they are multi-hued and varied. Happiness, anger, frustration, thankfulness, pity, passion, nostalgia… the list was endless! That, more than anything, was why she was so quiet. How was she to speak her mind to him, when she did not even know how to untangle the knots for herself? She stutters a few times, and each attempt begins differently, to reflect the myriad of feelings that affected her.
Finally, she came to the realization that they would have to reconcile those three, endlessly long years.
“I’m glad,” she says finally, taking a step towards him this time as some of the disbelief and fear begin to shrivel again. She does not smile – not yet – because there is still too much tumbling around in her. She doesn’t speak of it either; she knows he will understand, even without her explanations. “I miss you.” Oh, how she had missed him!
She wants to tell him everything! Everything that he had missed, everything that she had wanted his calm advice on as it unraveled. Three years was a long time, she realized – there was so much he didn’t know! Like the fact that Anatole was his, or that she had twin boys that were not (and would he be able to understand that she loved Choke?) That Betrayal had gotten what he wanted, and that the scar on her shoulder was proof of that. That she was an Oracle now - she could disappear and read minds and capture starlight and heal.
But regardless of all this – and, oracle or not – she was still his star-child. She knew it – that somehow, she would always belong to him.
So, then, she leans against him and says,
“Things have changed, you know? So much has happened...” Her words are quiet, but she can feel his flame and it ignites in her something indescribable. As it always had – as it always would. “But you should know… that I will always love you.”
And then, she smiles, warm and bright against him.
[ooc: xD probably because i gave you a one-syllable word to go off of, lol! but hopefully this will make things easier!]
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