Aug 17, 2021
Love is stored in the way that the hermits say "Goodbye ___!!" during their streams when they see someone leave.
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Love is stored in the way that the hermits say "Goodbye ___!!" during their streams when they see someone leave.
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silence settles between them for a heartbeat, or two, an old friend that is not entirely unwelcome. she does not rush to fill it. instead, she studies allison, gaze steady, brown eyes glinting in the dark. a void. the word settles inside her chest, sinks down to the pit of her stomach. she remembers the void, knows it intimately, not as a mere idea but as something tangible, real. the kind of experience which both comforts and terrifies. that emptiness which had followed death — it had brought peace, had it not? had released her from her anger and her desperate need for revenge. though she has built a life since then, some dawns she yearns for the simplicity of oblivion, quiet in the spaces left behind by the moon.
❝ i used to, ❞ her voice is low, careful to respect this fragile moment. ❝ my parents were not particularly religious, but they did believe in some kind of higher power. ❞ of course, zoya had followed their lead, trusting what they trusted, thinking that she was safe with them, always and forever. YOU STOPPED BELIEVING THAT VERY AFTERNOON, WHEN YOU CAME HOME TO FIND THEM GONE. WHAT KIND OF GOD ALLOWS THAT? WHAT DIVINE PLAN REQUIRES GOOD PEOPLE TO DIE, BLED DRY AND UTTERLY WRONGED, A SACRIFICE THEIR DAUGHTER WAS LEFT TO DISCOVER? YOU HAVE LOOKED FOR AN ANSWER IN EVERY CITY, IN EVERY LANGUAGE, IN EVERY ALTAR, AND FOUND NOTHING. YOURS IS A LOSS NO AMOUNT OF PRAYING COULD EVER REPAY. a pause and she’s looking away, distant memories, warped by time, echoing in her mind. ❝ now, i think that if there is a god, then it must be rather cruel. ❞ there is no bitterness in her tone. that fire, all consuming as it once was, had burned itself out years ago, leaving behind only ashes. the faintest of exhales abandons her chest, head shaking as if she were waking herself from a dream. with a gentle smile, and understanding, she adds: ❝ you’re right, though. i see no point in resenting what gives others comfort. ❞
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