Desreal: to: MARSHALL

hearts that cry diamond tears;
spirits that walk for a thousand years;
here them calling on that darkest morning;
pulling me under, my thoughts dissapear;

Saphira can feel him coming, and therefore is unsurprised when she hears his soft voice. Her sapphire eyes flecked with ice lift to his, and she tries to smile. It is a weak and feeble gesture, as she shudders under the weight of her own body. The moment his lips touch her skin she falls, her knees buckling beneath her as a scar in the shape of a deep-water seashell forms upon her neck and withers. Exactly where his lips pressed not her skin. It bleeds, uncontrollably at first, and then it slowly fades, until a small droplet is all that remains. Her water washes the evidence away, but she knew he would have seen it. Smelled it. Saphira shudders, and closes her eyes, leaning her head into the ground. Her breathing is labored; she had not been ready for this. Not to save him. But she would have died for him, and he had to know that.

Her eyes look into the milky brown of his, and finally she manages a soft smile. She attempts to stand, but only manages to shift her weight onto her knees. So there she remains, looking up at him. Odd for such a tall and proud creature as herself. Her water envelops them, air and lightning swirling into the midst.

“You called I came. You died, I brought you back. I love you Marshall, I could never let you leave. Not like that.”

She sighs, the words were true. She did love him, he was her best friend. She would have died for him, and he knew it. She cannot help but offer a weak laugh as his next words explode from his lips. She had never seen him so upset before, and she must admit, in a dark way, she liked it. She liked seeing this side of him.

“I know Marshall, but it was my decision. I could not watch Solira die under his hand. Not again. And what they did to Pirate… no. That Solira is not my home.”

Her features harden, and she looks away. Unwilling to say anymore. She had grown up in Solira since birth, they had no idea the pain and suffering it had cost her to leave.

the siren;
the keeper;
water III + lightning III + air III

you can hold the darkness from you;
if the will is very strong;
but that whisper always haunts you;
cannot change the Siren's Song.