prayer given.

you hide your pain behind a mask. maybe you feel you can't be helped, maybe you think no one cares, maybe you don't want to hurt anyone else with it, you're afraid of being judged, or maybe there's another reason. but whatever the reason, you fake a smile and try to function normally even though you're one step away from falling apart. secretly, you wish someone would notice it's a mask, ask you if you're really okay, see right through and make it be okay somehow. you're hurt and a little angry that no one's noticed yet, but you'll never admit it. white lies, not that bad... are they?

❀ .*･｡ﾟ  s/c  » ( @payamark​. )

                ❝  i  really  admire  your  devotion. ❞  soft  spoken  sincerity  whispers  a  gentle  colloquy.  movements  poise,  she  is  mindful  as  she  approaches  the  other  from  behind.  a  kind  smile  brushes  alongside  her  lips,  and  nostalgia  silently  grabs  hold  of  her  heart.  ❝  if  you  do  not  mind  me  asking,  what  were  you  praying  for  ?  ❞ 

however , paya  assumed  she  was  ill  and  attempted  to  acquire  medicine  for  her  symptoms  from  impa  who  simply  sat  with  a  grin  on  her  face.   when  she  went  to  cado  and  dorian  to  ask  what  impa's  response  meant  they  simply  grinned  without  answering  her  and  as  a  result  failed  to  get  any  medicine  for  her  perceived  illness.

   ‘   watcha  doin’  ?   ’   he  speaks  only  when  she  turns  around,  but  he  never  meant  to  startle  her.  even  less  after  having  done  so  more  times  than  he’s  proud  of  admitting.   ‘   sorry,  didn’t  mean  to  scare  you.   ’   @payamark   ♡ ‘ ed.