It is so much, Mary Anne. So much to know, so much to love, so much to bear. And if I wanted to pry, I would push farther into your own mind. I would find what you will not share. But I do not pry. I love him. I want to help him. Support, comfort, love...
And because he is under so much stress, still ill, and the bond with her is so new, various memories dance along that silver thread connecting their minds.
love of a brother bearing down on him intoxicated learning the physical from someone who spends himself then walks away the first intimate kiss from his dove beautiful and innocent full of wonder and newness awkward but endearing and full of devotion the endless cold of the Halls spirits and punishment and icy distance with nothing to feel Lee walking away from them so much pain there betrayed used left behind again promises jealousy secrets need and hope walking through the quiet home in Dorthonion walking into the future of that home desolate burned empty a changing of what they were great loss smothering pain afloat without each other needful and painful the scorching heat of the flame you need to keep warm betrayal of all he loved such weariness and need to rest pain and torture shame and taken hurt tormented love lost brothers lost land lost life lost a hell waiting for him a hell six thousand years so long so so long a man's face so much like his own but older wiser full of love and pride songs and stories his Vala part of that great tree of loves his heron his pretty one protect him love him be good be better be--
He steps away from her suddenly, staggering back, the bond broken almost painfully.
"We bleed back and forth. Sometimes... I do not know where he ends and I begin. Other times... it is so painfully clear... the chasm wide and impassable."
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It is so much, Mary Anne. So much to know, so much to love, so much to bear. And if I wanted to pry, I would push farther into your own mind. I would find what you will not share. But I do not pry. I love him. I want to help him. Support, comfort, love...
And because he is under so much stress, still ill, and the bond with her is so new, various memories dance along that silver thread connecting their minds.
love of a brother bearing down on him intoxicated learning the physical from someone who spends himself then walks away the first intimate kiss from his dove beautiful and innocent full of wonder and newness awkward but endearing and full of devotion the endless cold of the Halls spirits and punishment and icy distance with nothing to feel Lee walking away from them so much pain there betrayed used left behind again promises jealousy secrets need and hope walking through the quiet home in Dorthonion walking into the future of that home desolate burned empty a changing of what they were great loss smothering pain afloat without each other needful and painful the scorching heat of the flame you need to keep warm betrayal of all he loved such weariness and need to rest pain and torture shame and taken hurt tormented love lost brothers lost land lost life lost a hell waiting for him a hell six thousand years so long so so long a man's face so much like his own but older wiser full of love and pride songs and stories his Vala part of that great tree of loves his heron his pretty one protect him love him be good be better be--
He steps away from her suddenly, staggering back, the bond broken almost painfully.
"We bleed back and forth. Sometimes... I do not know where he ends and I begin. Other times... it is so painfully clear... the chasm wide and impassable."