#mistyque

So...I was practicing on photoshop and these came up

Volim tišinu. Pusti me sve da joj ispričam, ne izuštivši ni riječi. I sluša. I ćuti. Nema glupih savjeta, ispraznih filozofiranja ili podsmješljivog pogleda.

Daje mi da provirim u sopstvenu dušu.

The silence was almost deafening , like a huge storm just went through the flat. Frankly, that was the exact situation. SolOmen had to take a few steps into the flat and call out for Mystique again before he got a response. Something moved in the darkness, but her pristine black coat made it almost seem like the darkness itself moved. Only the shine of her eyes as they reflect the light that falls from the staircase into their dingy home betrayed her position. Mystique takes a few careful steps towards SolOmen, still acting like a beaten dog, her whole body quivering like leaves in an autumn breeze "… …Wh-where is-s she?" The weird mix of fear and worry set Sol of a little. Yet again it showed how easy it was to hurt her trust.

SolOmen

"she. . .needed some time to think and sober up."

SolOmen pulled the shacking mare into an embrace, her hair smelled like lavender and tears. " She told me. . . well she told me a lot of things. Apparently Kira is still suffering from what harlequin did to her. . . Nightmares of sorts. I think we both just assumed she was still going strong. Not like she would ever tell us if she wasn't"