' i will read, you will listen, and this terrible night will pass. '
ghost quartet sentence starters. NOT ACCEPTING.
IT IS NOT THAT STAR IS INHERENTLY AFRAID OF STORMS. it’s quite the opposite, actually — she finds them delightful, exciting. her mind is plagued by terrible ‘ WHAT - IFS ’ ; what if they’re too late ? what if their efforts are not enough ? what if they’re following the wrong trail ? rarely does she allow such thoughts to cloud her mind, to choke her heart. one horrible thought stumbles upon another and soon, the young girl feels as if she was DROWNING IN DESPAIR. it is his voice that pulls her out of the cold water, that fills her lungs with air once more. the taste of iron coats her lip. star looks at him, at the old book in his hand, at the hint of a smile on his lips. a few blinks of her eyes pass before she really, truly RECOGNISES him. d i p p e r. she may only guess that the exhaustion on his face mirrors hers — and yet he is doing a better job at ignoring it than she is. ( she must make him worry, too ; a burden on the boy’s shoulders he should not have to carry. what kind of princess was she ? ) a few more blinks, a gulp. then she tries to smile back.
she pats the ground next to her, then summons a gentle light. ( she knows how quickly his eyes tire. ) star is thankful for the SHELTER they had stumbled upon. small and cold, but at least it is DRY. she could have asked for more — WOULD HAVE ASKED FOR MORE — had her mind not been occupied by other thoughts. maybe she has finally learned to prioritise ? ‘ thank you. ’ her voice is small, but she knows he heard her. he always does.
AND THEN SHE LISTENS. she does not particularly care for the content of the book. dipper must’ve found the book somewhere in the little house. no, star can’t even certainly say that she’s registering his words at all. BUT SHE DOESN’T HAVE TO.
