27.Aug.12, 03:45 AM
Apari, after turns of so little conversation, had not realized she had taken such a dangerous road. She had thought she was doing good to share what little snippets – though they didn’t add up to much at all – of her own past. At the suddenly harsh words, however, she knew her mistake. She disliked talking about her own pain, though she had come to terms with it – she had forgotten that her’s had been turns deep, but just as they were turns deep, she had two turns to also begin the healing process. Sanderon’s wounds were still fresh enough to be bandaged and not just ache with the rain.
Her eyes burned and she knew in a second her face would be tearstained. Pulling pale blue eyes from him to the floor, she choked slightly on words of apology as her vision blurred. She’d hurt him… A woman who knew pain all her life and nothing but… she’d sworn she’d never hurt a fly even if that fly had feasted upon her… and she had hurt a kindred soul while trying to reach out with her heart.
Whole body shaking, her gnarled hands fumbled at the door handle and slipped. Another slight sob as she fumbled with it again and soon she was out, sprinting out of the Healer Hall and toward her garden, toward her sanctuary. She never wanted to hurt anyone…
The last bouquet of flowers, the ones meant for her room, had been scattered across his floor once more in her haste to escape his anger and pain.
Her eyes burned and she knew in a second her face would be tearstained. Pulling pale blue eyes from him to the floor, she choked slightly on words of apology as her vision blurred. She’d hurt him… A woman who knew pain all her life and nothing but… she’d sworn she’d never hurt a fly even if that fly had feasted upon her… and she had hurt a kindred soul while trying to reach out with her heart.
Whole body shaking, her gnarled hands fumbled at the door handle and slipped. Another slight sob as she fumbled with it again and soon she was out, sprinting out of the Healer Hall and toward her garden, toward her sanctuary. She never wanted to hurt anyone…
The last bouquet of flowers, the ones meant for her room, had been scattered across his floor once more in her haste to escape his anger and pain.
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