The Myth of the Eternal Maiden
Simoun brain-fart.
Title: The Myth of the Eternal Maiden
Author: Dauthi
Rating: PG
Characters: Aaeru/Neviril
Word Count: 355
Summary: Love doesn't last forever.
"Love doesn't last forever," Aaeru intoned - no, breathed, Aaeru never intoned anything.
"No," Neviril said, threading her fingers through Aaeru's hair, "it doesn't."
The gentle heartbeat of the water splashed against Aaeru's toes again and again. The sun beat down, interrupted only by the shadow of birds. Aaeru dug her hands into the dark sand as children screamed and whistled in the distance.
Neviril trailed her hand down to Aaeru's bare stomach and drew Ri-Maajon.
"You always do that," Aaeru said, sighing and snuggling closer.
"It's important to remember," Neviril replied.
"We'll never use them again." They were secrets lost in time, lost from everyone but two people reclining on a foreign beach. And there was no reason to use them, no reason to keep them, nothing but nostalgia.
"In the end there is nothing but memories." And there would be an end. It was inevitable, a heavy oppression bearing down and shackling them to land.
"We never found Amuria, did we?" Aaeru asked. Neviril was curving an elegant Funeral Ri-Maajon, and Aaeru's breath hitched out of habit when Neviril's hand dipped lower.
"No," Neviril said, completing the Ri-Maajon, "we didn't."
Aaeru peered up at the sky with the child-like wonder she still retained. The sun tinted her eyelashes a translucent blond.
"Neviril, do you still want to fly?"
Neviril slid her hands up to Aaeru's cheeks and traced circles with her thumb. There were so many things they hadn't done, and had yet to do, and there was all the time in the world, but that wasn't true, because there was only one time, one here, one now that Neviril was losing, again and again. Sometimes at night the wind blew harder, and little grains of pollen would sparkle in the moonlight like golden dust.
Neviril squinted up at the sky, the sun blinding her vision to just a few bands of pale blue. Her sight was restored as a shadow fell over her, a great white bird headed straight for the distance.
Actually, that was kind of odd.
Title: The Myth of the Eternal Maiden
Author: Dauthi
Rating: PG
Characters: Aaeru/Neviril
Word Count: 355
Summary: Love doesn't last forever.
"Love doesn't last forever," Aaeru intoned - no, breathed, Aaeru never intoned anything.
"No," Neviril said, threading her fingers through Aaeru's hair, "it doesn't."
The gentle heartbeat of the water splashed against Aaeru's toes again and again. The sun beat down, interrupted only by the shadow of birds. Aaeru dug her hands into the dark sand as children screamed and whistled in the distance.
Neviril trailed her hand down to Aaeru's bare stomach and drew Ri-Maajon.
"You always do that," Aaeru said, sighing and snuggling closer.
"It's important to remember," Neviril replied.
"We'll never use them again." They were secrets lost in time, lost from everyone but two people reclining on a foreign beach. And there was no reason to use them, no reason to keep them, nothing but nostalgia.
"In the end there is nothing but memories." And there would be an end. It was inevitable, a heavy oppression bearing down and shackling them to land.
"We never found Amuria, did we?" Aaeru asked. Neviril was curving an elegant Funeral Ri-Maajon, and Aaeru's breath hitched out of habit when Neviril's hand dipped lower.
"No," Neviril said, completing the Ri-Maajon, "we didn't."
Aaeru peered up at the sky with the child-like wonder she still retained. The sun tinted her eyelashes a translucent blond.
"Neviril, do you still want to fly?"
Neviril slid her hands up to Aaeru's cheeks and traced circles with her thumb. There were so many things they hadn't done, and had yet to do, and there was all the time in the world, but that wasn't true, because there was only one time, one here, one now that Neviril was losing, again and again. Sometimes at night the wind blew harder, and little grains of pollen would sparkle in the moonlight like golden dust.
Neviril squinted up at the sky, the sun blinding her vision to just a few bands of pale blue. Her sight was restored as a shadow fell over her, a great white bird headed straight for the distance.
Actually, that was kind of odd.