by funnyMONKEY » February 25th, 2012, 3:47:05 pm
((I will!))
Ty:
I watch with a feeling of pure dread as the sun starts it’s fall, the very bottom of it barely hovering above the tree tops. From my small cottage in the woods, I know sunset looks closer than it is, but even that knowledge can’t calm me. I turn from the window and look at the couch where Ysabel sits. “It’s nearly night.” I whisper, “We’ve got maybe an hour.” Suddenly, I cross to her and fall to my knees before her, “My demon hasn’t showed itself since it took you to bed, what if I’m not strong enough?” I whimper, my head falling into her lap, worry and love swirling around in my mind. I feel ridiculous, wanting comfort from her when she’s the one that has to face the full moon without her sense, but if I can’t keep her here and safe, if I can’t do that, how could I ever even try to keep her calm on a moon? I make myself look up at her, and into her eyes, and sadness is painted on my face painfully.