#xsilane

Since the book was one of Marius’ favorites, he had many that were similar, so he began to search his room for one like it. As soon as he found one, he stood and handed it to Silane. “I think you’ll like this one. You can borrow it for as long as you like.”

Lindou had been sitting at her desk folding origami flowers when Silane knocked at her door. “You can come in,” Lindou called out, not wanting to leave her spot and abandon her current project, a rose. Once she finished the flower she’d been working on, she turned in her chair and greeted the other girl. “Is everything okay?” Lindou asked, not being able to tell if there was anything wrong. 

Whenever Marius read, he found it was easy for him to lose track of everything going on around him. On this particular day, he was engaged in studying Italian, so he failed to notice Silane approaching him. When she spoke, he inhaled sharply and turned his head towards the sound of her voice. Realizing it was only her, he set the book down. “Silane… I didn’t hear you coming. How are you?” He asked, hoping that her arm was better since she was now up and about.

On this particularly cold evening, Marius decided to take his book into one of the sitting rooms where he could make a fire in the fireplace. Only the sound of the fire crackling could be heard until someone else entered the room. Turning around in his armchair, he saw it was none other than Silane with her sketchbook tucked under her arm. “Oh– you don’t have to go. You’re welcome to stay here, if you’d like,” He said, gesturing to the other armchair. 

Lindou was in the middle of reading one of her favorite books when she heard a knock at the door followed by a familiar voice. After closing her book, she opened the door to see Silane. From her words, Lindou couldn’t help but think that there might’ve been something wrong. “You can come in,” She said, stepping aside so that Silane could enter the room. “... Is everything alright?”

Panic spiked through her. Lindou had never seen a human in her life and never intended to see one. Before she could clearly see their face, she leapt off the rock and backed away from the stream, keeping her eyes on the figure to make sure they wouldn’t suddenly rush towards her. Lindou had no intention to fight or harm the human on the other side of the water. She would not prove herself to be a monster like most of the humans thought she was, nor would she allow herself to further the divide between the two groups.

“What are you working on?” Lindou asked, peering at the other’s paper to try and get an idea before Silane would answer.

It was a startling awakening for Lindou, and at first she had no clue who it could be that was trying to wake her. The voice was clearly that of a child’s and Lindou shared no close relationships with any of the children in the sanatorium, so there was only one other option. Upon opening her eyes, Lindou discovered her answer. “Silane?” She blinked a few times before forcing herself to sit up in her bed. “What is it?”