oyashiromama: where i rest my head (and you are folded on the bed)
Hanyuu Furude ([personal profile] oyashiromama) wrote in [community profile] trusthell 2017-03-09 03:16 am (UTC)

[The tiniest yelp. It's mostly from surprise, the nip- it's not bad-]

I... They aren't pleasant to dwell on... ...The first time I spoke with the Wordsmith, actually, I... He called me by it and I was so taken aback, he asked if I thought it didn't fit, but...it was the opposite.

I... Before Rika... When I woke up here... I had barely any hope of speaking with anyone. It was...like I had a fog around me. A fog I put myself into, because...I was too afraid of believing. [...] The more I became that, during those hundred years of Endless June, the more...it hurt Rika. The more she hoped and felt let down, the more it hurt me. We both...loved each other, more than anything, but we could do nothing to help, only hurt. So I tried to stop hurting.

I tried to stop anything...by assuming nothing would work out...just waiting, for a random throw of the dice to save us. I told Rika the same. You can't get let down, your heart can't die if you don't expect the good. I thought...it was the best thing to do. The only...thing to do.

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