#theirundyinglight

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❝  don’t smash the good plates.  ❞    sarcasm comes easily as he waits for her to notice him.   ❝  they were a wedding gift.  ❞

                 HAPPINESS IS A STRANGE CONCEPT       .        fleeting in the hands of someone who cannot be certain he’s ever felt it before.  siblings smiles were the closest he’s ever gotten to feeling truly happy,  or at least,  they were before he met  her.  hand reaches out to grab hers.  lifts it to his lips to lay affection to the back of it in the shape of a kiss.   YOUTH MIGHT HAVE PASSED HIM BY,      but with her,   he can believe he can be childish all over again.   cobblestone streets hold no mystery when he lifts her up in his arms.  carrying her as if she's unable of walking. yes,  he’s aware he doesn’t need to carry her,  but he also knows that he simply  wants  to do so.   

            SAILOR KNOWS THE WAVES     .         knows where they lead him.  knows the ship and its crew perhaps better than he knows himself.  barked orders and empty threats tumble from his lips into the abyss that is a life at sea.  he knows this, too,  like the back of his hand.  once upon a time he used to know the farm and his siblings,  now those days are long gone and the void of a life once lived is not so easily filled.  he might not be the smartest man,  might not know much more aside from how to navigate by stars alone and how to tell their exact location from a breeze and a twinkling light in the night’s sky.   HOWEVER, HE DOES KNOW NEVER TO GIVE HIS WIFE A KNIFE.     creature of the sea could have easily found it if she were to rummage through his belongings.  he owns little,  and even less,  to which she does not know the precise location. 

            ‘ not everyone is trying to get out. ‘ oh, yes, he knew who she was. knew who her father was. the various international families were, on occasion, forced to work with one another, even if the vogels were more concerned with the north american market. ‘ and there are plenty of people out there, teresa, who would rather you not bring the attention of your spy boyfriend down on our heads. ‘

           he could name every deity of wray, could say who represented what aspect of daily life, the regions they favored, the offerings they requested. and yet, of earth he found he knew very little. he’d only been ten when he left, after all, and had no idea of the magic of his own world or others. back in wray he’d been told that the core of him swirled with green and golden light, though, as was the way of things, he could never see it for himself. well, this girl in front of him, whatever the core of her looked like, it was obscured by a pale white. ‘ what did you make a deal with? ‘ 

❛ Oh, I hope you don’t mind that I borrowed this. ❜       @theirundyinglight​  &  tracy

                  there are very few things he would mind if it was by her hand. tip of a blade pressed against his throat         /           fingers wrapped around his heart.  a kingdom build on the rubble of broken trust, yet he has allowed for a bomb to be placed underneath in the form of a woman. she sleeps curled up around whatever is left of his humanity.   does not protect it, yet is responsible for it all the same.   ❝ when you say it like that, it’s almost as if you’d give it back if i said that i did mind.  ❞    SHE NEVER ASKS FOR ANYTHING.  AND PERHAPS THIS IS EXACTLY WHY HE ADORES HER SO.