Dec 31, 2019
@ohvikarus / starter call.
“ father-- “ he feels him. he cannot help but reach out to him ( reach out to family ). “ i know there is still good in you. i know it’s not too late. let go of your hate. “ p l e a s e.
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@ohvikarus / starter call.
“ father-- “ he feels him. he cannot help but reach out to him ( reach out to family ). “ i know there is still good in you. i know it’s not too late. let go of your hate. “ p l e a s e.
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SHE RESTS WITHIN MEDITATION upon this mossy rock of a planet , inhaling sharply the breeze of the salty sea and the scent of it that follows . floating , suspended in air , the grass shifts with the wind beneath her . again , she feels it . this gentle tug of a different time , a different place : an anger and a sorrow like she has never felt . a vast darkness , a ( re ) kindled flame . she reaches out to the sensation , dives into the vast unknown . she is not afraid . ❝ i don’t ----- i don’t understand . ❞ she says aloud , brows furrowing as she chases the source of this pull , like a fox on the trail of a rabbit . ❝ who . . . are you ? what are you trying to show me ? ❞
@ohvikarus .
`* @ohvikarus: ‘ remember, loneliness is still time spent with the world. ‘
THERE IS A WILLOW grows askant the brook / and so too there breeds secrets . his words come carefully , bridled in their delivery as if he fears offending her , though she is not entirely convinced he does not speak of himself . whatever he implies breaks a hanging silence and she forces her relief through a slow exhale .
what do you mean , my bowing branch ? tell me what you hide from me . ❝ anakin ? ❞ soft breathes his name , softer still her touch to the crook of his arm . what do you keep , my broken branch ? it is less and less often what he says that frightens her ; it is what lies in his quietude that invokes her apprehension . still , she offers a smile so to soothe what he has agitated and pulls her hand free . ❝ are you very lonely ? what does obi - wan say ? ❞