[Shu's hands are cool and light, like a gentle breeze fluttering against Aira's fingertips. She cups her left hand beneath Aira's and with her right, begins to trace the lines of her palm. At first, she holds a steady gaze, but soon, her eyes drop and her movements slow to a crawl, as if she is seeing the ridges and features of the palm through sensation alone.
There is a period of tense silence before she speaks, her voice distant and soft.]
The name of love assigned at birth, a guarded wall, a spacious berth. To keep the ones for whom she cares at ample length... Her jealousies and cruelties, the barbs with which she feels at ease and yet her heart pounds, throbbing, seeking strength.
The acrobatic dance with which she balances, ever-warring instincts fighting impulses, silky strands of sentiment though she distances -- herself. No more. No longer. She found her friends and to this end she wishes to amend. Without her who shall be the one on which they can depend?
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Date: 2025-01-27 03:20 am (UTC)There is a period of tense silence before she speaks, her voice distant and soft.]
The name of love assigned at birth, a guarded wall, a spacious berth. To keep the ones for whom she cares at ample length... Her jealousies and cruelties, the barbs with which she feels at ease and yet her heart pounds, throbbing, seeking strength.
The acrobatic dance with which she balances, ever-warring instincts fighting impulses, silky strands of sentiment though she distances -- herself. No more. No longer. She found her friends and to this end she wishes to amend. Without her who shall be the one on which they can depend?