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She hated it so much, she craved it.
Oh lord.....
These were the small ways in which he could feel like the human he was born as. A leftover cake saved for later. An aging sundial from moments past.
Time..... :(
“Not even the moon will dare to
rise tonight. How could she, in the face of such beauty?”
This was pain worse than a sword. This was forgetting and then remembering everything afresh, the curse of memories.
I'm sad now
“Be as victorious as the name I have given you, and bring the desert to its knees.”
TO ITS KNEEESSSS
It was her most damning feature, having her face speak before she did.
God damn, I'd hate that 😭😭
She didn’t know what he spoke of, yet she couldn’t find the words to ask him, not when he was looking at her with so much. “If only you knew what it was like to feel the weight of your gaze,” he said, half to himself.
It's heavy I'm sure
“Why, Deen?” she begged. “Why did you come to this island?” “For you, a thousand times,” he choked, but she knew the rest of those words. Words he had said countless times before. His eyes flickered. A thousand leagues and a thousand sands. For you, a thousand times I would defy the sun.
I'd love you for a thousand years~ and if love you for a thousand moree ~~~
They’ll tell stories about us, he had said. There once was a boy with a future. Until all he had left was his past.
His tone was rife with unspent love.
