( Were she in a better state of mind, Emilia would make note of the fact this is the first time in — in months that his proximity does not pain her. The first time in months she is allowed to sink into his arms to embrace like lovers do. What lingered of her smaller curse has truly faded.
A heaviness weighs in her heart still, a different sort of knowledge: the scales of justice remain tipped. A choice hangs in the balance so that she may decide. To right a wrong, or damn them both. The missing piece stays just out of reach, no matter how hard she tries to seek it.
Only dimly aware she has been lifted off the floor, she braces the side of her face against his, one loving beast to another. Her ragged breath quiets the longer they stay like this. She can hear no other voice but his. The rain is easing with her. Stops. Thunder moves ever farther off.
To return to him and to herself is to welcome it all back. She grows rigid in his arms. )
It wasn't real. ( She allowed herself to be deceived, again. )
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A heaviness weighs in her heart still, a different sort of knowledge: the scales of justice remain tipped. A choice hangs in the balance so that she may decide. To right a wrong, or damn them both. The missing piece stays just out of reach, no matter how hard she tries to seek it.
Only dimly aware she has been lifted off the floor, she braces the side of her face against his, one loving beast to another. Her ragged breath quiets the longer they stay like this. She can hear no other voice but his. The rain is easing with her. Stops. Thunder moves ever farther off.
To return to him and to herself is to welcome it all back. She grows rigid in his arms. )
It wasn't real. ( She allowed herself to be deceived, again. )