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POSTED ON Oct 21, 2018 12:09:00 GMT

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her kiss should be gentle or questioning, but it is everything but.

if he says he knows what he wants - her - he would receive it in full. you can't accuse her of not being earnest, and he should know what he's asking for if he still came to her.

elysia's hands were made to read long-forgotten stories, her fingers attuned to dust-covered surfaces and stone. they were not made to tell secrets on skin, the never lingering touch, feather-light and gone before it can leave any lingering feeling.

the sigh of a ghost in his ear.

guiding him is easy, but not getting lost herself in the journey is much harder. the strings connecting it all together through some cosmic causality - their individual actions, words unspoken - culminated as if predetermined.

as always, the act is easy, but living with the consequences may be nigh impossible. she thinks about crying for him in a distant, clinical way but cannot bring herself to regret it.

her lips hardly move. her "i love you," sounds like penance, rhetorical, she doesn't want him to answer.

she lies beside him, fingers linked, the fine white hair framing her face more stray than ever, her gaze still everywhere but on him.

the open atlas, the transcribed glyphs, the tomes he had brought her, the letter-opener, the research she didn't know she would never finish - one final full stop on the desk laying out her life.

but they're breathing, and they're together, and for some time, it's enough.

FERNANDO SILPH

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POSTED ON Oct 22, 2018 6:02:56 GMT

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regret does not overtake him. the impossibility of trying to read her expressions does nothing to deter him. he has her and has no intention of letting go. the immaturity of his inexperience does little to shame him. so long as her love permits, the passions of their relationship spurs them to consummate. and it grows. with each tender ache, fernando's gluttony engorges.

all until persephone returns. even that does not put an end for his cravings. her interruption teaches him to be subtle, to resort to underhanded methods create alone time.

it becomes a game. every chance, every moment. it sets him on a dangerous path, one that knows no bounds except when elysia doubles down because persephone's still awake. it starts his acclimation for being irrefusable. only elysia keeps him grounded, a funnel for what would spiral into a terrible awakening.

secrets last but for how long?

somethings are better taken to the grave.

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fernando fidgets with his ringbox, uncertain. love was one thing, commitment was another. was it too soon? his heart tells him to be adamant. there will never be another than enthralls him so. it's a feeling that makes him want to lose himself, purge himself of ambition and resort to an adherence of admiration. he will be by her side until life does them apart. little does he know that it's due all too soon.

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POSTED ON Oct 23, 2018 16:09:26 GMT

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in truth, elysia did love him.

not immediately, not as passionately as he did her. maybe not with the same fire, but just as much and as deep as any hoenn ocean.

she's not soft; skin, bone, the taste of salt and ash, the body a metaphor for the continent.

he gets to see where the ritual white lines criss-crossing her body connect in full, and she writes the sea routes across his back with her nails.

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that's how she knew, persephone knew.

that's the thing. her distant, almost absent nature contradicted her selective sharp attention to detail.

the unmade bed - hers, the strewn clothes - theirs, the passing glances, secret smiles and touches. none of it escaped her, like an unraveling patchwork; she picked at the strings with a taut, restrained bitterness, taking it all apart with a pointed precision.

she wasn't even sure who she was angry at, or why, or if she was at all. but her brief, flat glares were designed to strike their cores.

that's it, really, she wanted them to know; she knew.

FERNANDO SILPH

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POSTED ON Oct 27, 2018 20:08:03 GMT

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GOODBYE.

perse is gone again. that means one thing. fernando spends the night in the service of his lover. and when morning breaks he's the first one up, eager to wash off the filth of yester night with the love and affection that comes with each kiss along her skin. it isn't until she mumbles in her sleep does he tear himself away, devout, duteous.

coffee is the first agenda. little does he know what he handles in the kitchen is persephone personified. only after the beans are ground do they become bitter and each hint only grinds at her patience. she can handle it at first, ignoring the symptoms in the change in their dynamics. until she breaks, until the water is boiling and coffee is brewed. only then does it become a bitter, scalding tonic that stains all that she touches.

but that can be ignored, accommodated, haggled. all until its too late.

perse will never exact her revenge on her mother.

because she doesn't have one.

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untimely.

no one saw it coming. still, fernando blames himself. if only. if only he had some FUTURE SIGHT that could allow him to deter fate's will. but he doesn't. and it's the start that drives his obsession into subduing psychic pokemon. yet, here, he find himself more akin to the dark, taking a back seat to the ceremony as her cask is lowered.

the concessions are many but attendance is few and far between. only those that knew her find the effort to appear. everything is handled by silph, naturally, so the burden of finances will never bear down on perse. it's the least he can do. aside from give her his time.

fernando stays long after the ceremony.

he stays until the sun falls and even then he waits.

only when the cover of night shields him does he let it out. sobbing. crying. sniveling at the one thing that should've never happened.

"today is a terrible day for rain."

his tears are a torrent for what the weather denies him. the clear, starry sky will know his might. his anguish is thunder and the storm never ends.

this is just the beginning.

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POSTED ON Nov 3, 2018 16:15:54 GMT

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persephone always thought that she was designed to die; like it was written into her genetic make-up. no self-preservation instinct, a tendency to obsess over her own melancholia until it swallows her in its void.

she is wrong; everyone else is designed to die, and she is made to endure it.

elysia's undoing was a twisted system of caves; as long, complicated and winding as the veins persephone learned to pierce years later.

she should have been able to breathe, but she couldn't. she couldn't, and her lungs burned and she couldn't scream and nothing on the surface of the water could possibly indicate otherwise.

the darkness, the silence; anything is preferable to searing salt water in the throat pipe.

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she should have been able to breathe, but she couldn't. she couldn't, and the tears never did come. just shaking, broken and ragged breathing.

persephone can't focus her eyes on anything, she clings onto fernando like a lifeline and knows the grip hurts but she can't loosen it even if she wanted to.

he cries for them both, because she can't. she has chewed the inside of her cheek and her lips until they bleed. she tastes blood.

blood, iron, blood, her mother's blood, steel, blood ties.

persephone always thought she said it to him -

'don't leave me alone.'

she is wrong; she hadn't, or he wouldn't have gone.

FERNANDO SILPH

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