@chaosmixed : Tikal gently reaches for Silver's hand, taking it with the gentle grace like a princess would have. She folds her other hand on top of his, and gently pulls it towards her, head lowering softly to speak to him with a somber, soft tone. " You can see into the other timelines, yes? The future? " She asks, not attempting to impede on his general anxiety over the alternate realities. " Then you know I won't be going anywhere.. "
THE FUTURE IN YOUR HANDS.
the gentle breeze against your messy hair / your cape following where the wind blows ( & your heart , calm / a peace foreign to you / for all you’ve ever known was hot air & smoke in your lungs ). the glades of grass running up your boots / swaying to & fro , such greenery put a smile on your face. it has been years since you were born anew & yet / these simple things in life will never be taken for granted ( you know better ). you find / that when your burdens are bigger than your skeletons ( when you feel as though your tearing yourself apart / you find yourself here ).
girl ghost / a smile on her face as she reaches for your hand. you’re instincts make you flinch / even after all this time. you may have traded your humanity to be the incarnation of time / & yet your heart still believes you to be that lonely survivor ( maybe you still are that young boy born into a gruesome fate / even now / you fight for your own survival ). yet you ease yourself / as she holds your hand close to her chest.
& she speaks of words of comfort / yet you find yourself still at unease. your body is a book / & inside of you were novels on how the world turns & turns ( spinning along / paragraphs of stories of when the sun & moon rise / history carved into your bones ). yet / something feels missing. you don’t know what / for even events of time still yet to come is still written in your eyes. you know of how fickle / fate is. it’s fragile / & breaks under the press of your thumb. how easy / such a thing like destiny could change ( & how easy you could lose yourself / as though the world itself would come undone ).
yet she keeps a hold on your hand / when you feel as though you will dissolve into the sands of time itself ( she holds you together ). you take a deep breath / you feel at peace here ( with her hands in yours ).
❝ of course. i don’t plan on leaving any time soon either. ❞
