( Against belief and hurt and conviction. Against that which holds Emilia's spine upright, serpent turned steel and her hackles raised, the turn of her voice shifting, leaden. He anticipates opposition — it comes, not in open rejection but in the measured, spartan increments in which she gives herself, her concession.
It spills like sand between fingertips, or light dappled and tarry that drips down at the dragon's feet. Unbidden, he nears Opal again, touch light and fingers drumming, until she pays him obeisance of her own volition and drops her head to catch the scent of his nails, of blood buried dark beneath.
Certain animals fear the kill. Dragons, he finds, hunger for it. )
We soothe the spirits you disrupt. Those who in turn disrupt you.
( Balance restored, world tipped back unto balance. He does not ask her to follow, only nods on and starts them in step. )
no subject
( Against belief and hurt and conviction. Against that which holds Emilia's spine upright, serpent turned steel and her hackles raised, the turn of her voice shifting, leaden. He anticipates opposition — it comes, not in open rejection but in the measured, spartan increments in which she gives herself, her concession.
It spills like sand between fingertips, or light dappled and tarry that drips down at the dragon's feet. Unbidden, he nears Opal again, touch light and fingers drumming, until she pays him obeisance of her own volition and drops her head to catch the scent of his nails, of blood buried dark beneath.
Certain animals fear the kill. Dragons, he finds, hunger for it. )
We soothe the spirits you disrupt. Those who in turn disrupt you.
( Balance restored, world tipped back unto balance. He does not ask her to follow, only nods on and starts them in step. )