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Mira Hidalgo ([personal profile] exnihilo) wrote 2015-03-27 04:30 am (UTC)

[But she says it for him, almost too stunned to be hopeful, all tremulous.]

Your - please?

[Coul I really stalling hard in her throat, trammeling it like an impatient horse pawing at the ground, but she keeps it yanked back in its crossties, because he didn't actually offer. But she wants it so badly, so deeply, has more depth now to want it with than she ever wanted anything with Darling, when all her wants were wild and consuming and shallow, like prairie fire; this is the ocean, just as wild but slow and inexorable with tides, frothed with turmoil on the surface, largely a terrifying and inscrutable mystery even to her.

She has wanted to be his family since their first conversation in the chapel, when the only way she knew how to want it was wishing she could be someone else, when she had even less idea than she does now what it could mean, when it was a transparent, wistful, windy thing, when he was an impish idea more than a boy, when she wanted to be anyone's family - and she has that, now, has a mother and a sister and maybe a distant cousin/packmate in Riddick. Now she wants his kinship for himself.]

Please, I. People say 'more than anything' but I - do.

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