keywords, man.

Date: 2014-01-27 11:10 pm (UTC)
belovedone: (that dreams are dead)
From: [personal profile] belovedone
"Loki -- no!"

A quiet gasp escaped her before she could help it, his words - not entirely unexpected, and yet - like an abrupt thin dagger to her heart. As her head raised sharply in an unthinking reaction to gape at him in wounded horror, the tears ran freely down her face.

She should have reproached him. She should have argued, tried to defend her position more, defend herself.

But she didn't. Couldn't. Not now, not this way.

She could only hope that time would...that somehow...

She would simply have to have hope.

Either way, it was done. It was all done. There was certainly no turning back from it now.

She did her best to calm herself. Swallowing moisture back onto her tongue, bringing air back into her lungs so she could speak and try to breathe. Schooling her face into a saddened but otherwise blank mask.

"I pray that one day you will come to understand and appreciate what I meant for you by doing what I have done here. And that it could be nothing further than what you now accuse me of. That, truly, is my only and dearest wish."
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