table © Alaine
ooc: Oof. xD
Finally, it seemed, the broken marble statue would move, would take the plate of so many wonderful morsels and gingerly try one. Sylvie held her breath as her mother ate, and even more so when she stopped, heaving that weighted sigh, loaded down with all the depressions of her last week. Alaine was ready to recount the history as it unfolded after the lilac and cream beauty's leave, to spill the thoughts that so tore apart her brooding flesh. Sylvie waited quietly, patiently, watching the woman with a stern, and yet comforting gaze. What would Alaine reveal to her, and would Sylvie be able to take it? Could she too bear the burden that so sent the firey older woman into her slump?
After a moment of staring at her plate, Alaine began her explanation, causing Sylvie's heart to sink. He left the day after she had...? Had he really been gone that long, leaving his poor mother by herself? Alone in the darkened eves and twilight morns dappled with demons of old, lost to the shuffle of wandering optime feet and the undying creaking of the old hotel? Alabaster hands gripped each other out of a will to prevent a verbal backlash, an evil desire to rend flesh and tear hearts with simple phrases of venomous reprieve. An argument, a confused soul lost to the misunderstandings of what they were worth to the collie woman, to world... and to the catalyst of their disappearance. For what soul could uphold their spark without the light of another? What star shines brightest without one to illuminate?
Her thoughts drifted as Alaine silenced, drifting as her feet had been for so long across an empty void that was wont to fill. The pain shifting up her spine drifted as her thoughts did, grasping cold, frozen heart with fingers of dagger blades and thorns. There was more, she could tell... but for now, Sylvie was doing her best to keep from crying. Something out there... strong enough to break a family...
She knew not of how to react to that.
Were they really a family? A twisted, torn, trio of flesh and blood, dilapidated as the old building they had grown up in? Lived in together for as short a time period as they had? Did that... did that truly warrant a family? Vibrant gems dulled and fell to stare at curved white feet, her mind reeling as her heart was attempting to hold itself together at the very idea of such a thing as that. A family...
"I... I see..."
What were they now?
Speak think walk
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