sageprincess: (In remembrance)
Zelda ([personal profile] sageprincess) wrote in [personal profile] digiorno 2019-11-14 11:33 pm (UTC)

[His fingers are cold, but her grip on them becomes tight as he slips them between her own, holding it with a desperate strength that almost seems at odds with her slight frame as magical energy courses through the point of contact, unbidden. She cannot run from this, nor can she hide, and in the absence of those two familiar options, the lonely part of her that has resented living in a world where she must constantly look over her shoulder is... grateful, for this quiet support. Even if many other parts of her hate the fact that it's necessary.

She doesn't want to go to the Coven, she thinks for once as she lifts her head, a wave of exhaustion washing over her as her grief quiets into something more resigned. But there's no other choice.]


... Do you want to walk? I can warp us there, if we would prefer to do this quickly.

[The whole reason she's in this situation is because she was trying to observe Aefenglom's customs and not use magic during a holiday, but... fuck it. Just, fuck it.]

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