There will be new missions. New worlds to scour for books and fantastical tales.
[The temperature drops when she looks away, when all she grants him is the view of her profile and the stiff line of her shoulders. Folding in on herself, still cradling her books to her chest like a lifeline.
Or a shield.
Held just below the swell of antlers poking out from her collarbones, the sharp points never dulling - they likely never would. Ivan's beartooth was still as sharp when he left, as it had been when it was bound to him.
There is silence between them, just the sound of two people breathing in the still air of the sunlight room, the false sun shining above their heads.
An illusion of someone else's perfect day.
Wiping his grimy hands on his pants, Aleksander keeps his eyes on her. Skipping over every inch of her, how she's changed from the last time he was this close to her and where she's still exactly the same. The coils of dark hair at the nape of her neck, the taut skin on her hands and the delicate turn of her wrist.
Every point of her that he has pressed his mouth to.]
no subject
[The temperature drops when she looks away, when all she grants him is the view of her profile and the stiff line of her shoulders. Folding in on herself, still cradling her books to her chest like a lifeline.
Or a shield.
Held just below the swell of antlers poking out from her collarbones, the sharp points never dulling - they likely never would. Ivan's beartooth was still as sharp when he left, as it had been when it was bound to him.
There is silence between them, just the sound of two people breathing in the still air of the sunlight room, the false sun shining above their heads.
An illusion of someone else's perfect day.
Wiping his grimy hands on his pants, Aleksander keeps his eyes on her. Skipping over every inch of her, how she's changed from the last time he was this close to her and where she's still exactly the same. The coils of dark hair at the nape of her neck, the taut skin on her hands and the delicate turn of her wrist.
Every point of her that he has pressed his mouth to.]
I hope you have a good day.