#auraheld

╰* ✨ Ꞌ five word prompts.— closed.

           ❛ you really . . . don’t  know about it ? ❜ silence falls after a soft - spoken question, gaze mixed with sorrow which doesn’t hold his for long before being cast down towards the ground. she forces a small sigh past her lips, her hand——— the one still organic ——— raises absentmindedly &&. wraps digits ‘round where metal meets flesh under her jacket covering her right arm. the same digits tighten &&. loosen their grip every so often, rubbing lightly at the area as well. thinking about it all again, after finding herself more concerned with haven &&. finding her sister, stirred up many feelings she’d been able to ignore. now, though, she’d have to continue to ignore them, to suppress them, if she wanted to get through her retelling of beacon’s fall without choking up. swallowing &&. letting out another sigh, her head raises to direct dull lavender hues to meet the boy’s once more, mustering a small smile to ease herself as well as any worries he may have. 

                         THE MOMENTS PASS , and just like that , they are gone . a field of wheat blows around her , and for a second red thinks things went right . the country . it exists . more than just a concept . but . . . if this is it , where is HE ? panic , a scramble . she can’t see him . can’t feel cold metal in her palms that has become so familiar . WHERE IS HE ? and then rustling . a boy . quickly do hands move , and she hopes he understands.