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[lady_moon]

Snow white sand.

Jasper ocean.

Violet-night sky with two moons hanging in it.

Mare and Mons bound off as much as Mons can toward the castle while Moon turns to the sentient she just snatched.

She... smiles at him.

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[cheevy.livejournal.com]

So he does. He scoots next to her and clings, sobbing softly into her shoulder.

The universe is immense and terrifying, and most of all, it is lonely. At this moment, he feels that he has no one in all words and all times but a baby kestrel, and even he has moods of wildness, and will not be clung to. He feels his isolation in terms of a lifetime, not just a night or a month or a moment. He feels in himself the tragedy of the unwanted bulge in his mother's belly, the strange small child who could never fit in, the drunk who'd spent his share of evenings in the gutter, the anonymous face at the end of the universe.

It had all seemed to be going so well. He had made friends, or thought he had, but he had seen few of them in weeks. He had a lover who seemed to only ever be willing to give half his heart or less, but oh, how Miniver loved him. And oh, how useless it was to do so. But he wants him so badly now, wants just the two of them in their room, loving, reading, it didn't matter, being as they were. And he wonders if it can ever be like that again.

[three_of_swords]

She pets his hair and holds him in return.

Sorrow knows it isn't much, but it is something, no matter how small it may be.

The card also knows that, no, it can never be like it was because change has been made and change can't be unmade. It simply was. But she spares him that. Spares him any more talk tonight, since it has been a long night for Miniver.

[cheevy.livejournal.com]

Ultimately, he is simply exhausted. He doesn't say anything when he parts from her, just slips away and curls up and closes his eyes.

It is not a restless sleep. It is a resigned sleep. A hopeless sleep. The kind of sleep he slips into not wanting to wake up from.

[three_of_swords]

Sorrow watches over him for a short time, and before she leaves, she pulls off his shoes and covers him with a blanket.

She didn't feel confident that things would look up in the morning...