にから, 𝐤.

. . . . ❛ 𝗡𝗢 𝗢𝗡𝗘 calls you honey when you're sitting on the ( * 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄. ) * ENTER: 𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘢.

her resolve. “Good, that’s good.” That was always the arrangement, it works, and so there is no more things needed to be said. “I leave the day after you do. I have to meet with some people before I leave.”

with truth —— their time has come and run out. Kaya may not admit it, might not acknowledge it even, but her indication of this truth is the spark that left Tylan’s eyes. That much she sees, but what is there to do? ——— * Even if there were, she’s not entirely certain about

lays down non-negotiables on the table. The inevitable had happened and those prepositions only pushed it towards the edge. Time who had been their greatest friend; who had promised them sweet nothings of company forever, fooled them with the illusion had slapped them

Or perhaps, acceptance is the virtue that should be questioned. How easier it would be if people just submit to what is inevitable. Now, they see it. Apparent and glaring —— if only it were apparent and glaring to both involved. What course was there to take when one simply

It was a tale as old as time, was it not? Life-changing crusades and heart wrenching transformations— heroes and mortals alike have launched themselves into this, and yet, no one’s the wiser when it happens —— exactly the same, no one learns.

ooc. straight up not living la vida loca. MFER THIS IS SO SAD AND FOR WHAT????

In a bee line, not once stopping nor sparing another glance, Kaya goes straight to her vanity; eyes set on herself as she removes her earrings and rings. Her voice carrying in the room : “Volantis, huh? For an important task, one would expect you to appear more steadfast.”

He has been flattened-out, evidenced by the heaviness in his eyes and the perpetual sadness etched in his face —— * oh, his face. Many a nights she’d savor gazing upon it, a glow with nothing but bedside lamps in dorms. She had never thought she’d grow tired of it.

shell . . . it became a tank that flattened its course, and everyone along with it; plowed, and inessential. The moment she enters the room and sets eyes on her lover, on Takeshi who’s seen it all, have endured it all, endured * 𝘩𝘦𝘳, it was no doubt what had happened.

only then proved to be a burden, feelings a hindrance to decision-making. Because that was destiny, was it not? Inching towards who you’re meant to be by premeditated and hard choices. So, Kaya was born ——— she was a woman so hardened by necessity, the shell is not a

Sakura had grand ideas for when she’s successful in all the pursuits she’s set her mind to —— most would call it grasping for power, but the true fact that remains is that she’s merely fulfilling her destiny; her 運命. However, destiny is not left to fate, and ideals

ooc. a very fuck you too

ooc. i heard that cracking of knuckles,,, it sounds so devious

ooc. ya know you’re my fav 🫶🏼

* Eons, long since forgotten. Sakura stood before him —— they * were a force, @laurellshell .

𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. —— * WELL JUSTIFIED.

as patient as I was then.