( angst starters )

Pain is everlasting, eternal. Ever after it has subdue, it leaves a scar, the memory always lingering and ready to resurface. Be it physical or metaphorical, pain is experienced all the same. It comes back again and again, memories stirring up feelings thought to have been left behind alongside those he knew. 

It is brought about by the travelers words, grief & loss reoccurring as though he is just experiencing it for the first time. He is certain she is no different, aware the search for her kindship which seems just about endless. Even in the company of each other or another, it is never quite enough; it can never quite fill what is missing. The memories made and spent with those they can no longer create new ones with is irreplaceable. 

And while the pain of yearning can not be taken away, he will not just sit by and simply let her become engulfed by it “Pain is not something that can so easily be taken away... and yet I would not say that it is always a bad thing.” Words stringing together slowly and leaving more to anticipate, he closes his eyes, the mind elsewhere as he becomes deep in thought. “Much like any other feelings we experience, pain shapes the person, sometimes for the better or worst. In your case, I believe it gives you the determination you need in finding your brother.” 

“Ah, greetings traveler.” 

Musing from between the stalls, his lips pursue a humble smile, hand raised down from his chin as he greets her earnestly. It had felt not so long ago since their last exchange, even if the transitions of seasons was evident of the passage through time.

@cinserilin​ sent - ❤️ [ If you're still doing them, that is! ] ( Hearts from Jassi - Accepting! )

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@cinserilin​​ asked:  Usually, she wasn't nervous, but today she was. Her hands behind her back, and her right foot digging into the dirt a little. She'd asked Ysayle here for a reason, but it was hard to say. "Hey, Ysayle? So we've been dating for a while, yeah?" Grey eyes glance up at her, a nervous smile on Melanie's face. "Er, would it be remiss to ask if you'd like to meet my parents? For dinner later today?"

Being asked to meet beyond the walls of her work was nothing out of the ordinary for Melanie and Ysayle, although typically it was to rendezvous before going on a date or to walk home together. The nervousness radiating off of the other was unusual, causing a wave of concern to brush along Iceheart’s features, even as the question came to light. “Yes, about four months now or so.” A decent chunk of time to consider themselves official in many aspects of dating.

However, the remaining question had taken the woman by surprise.

“I, ah…” She floundered briefly before collecting herself. Nothing that had been so need for worry, although it was a strange idea to meet Melanie’s parents. After all, Ysayle had been an orphan for many years, so meeting people who were related by blood was something still odd for her. However, a warm smile turned upon her lips as she gave a gentle nod.

It couldn’t hurt to be able to meet the people Melanie treasured most. “Not at all. I think it is a good time for us to meet, and perhaps was put off for far too long.” The taller woman reached forward, gently taking up the other’s hands into her own. “I hope it isn’t too remiss that you can’t meet mine; I’m sure they would have loved you as much as I do.” A small tilt of her head as she allowed silver strands to drift over her shoulder.