Bird seeks flower

[rhiann90]

Violet was quieter than a mouse, barely speaking and nodding to acknowledge conversation. Despite his efforts to try and relieve her, Jack realised that his friendship was like this night- going to end sooner and more painful than he wanted.

Mentioning his mortal life had struck a chord with his friend. She had tightened her grip on his hand. He noticed it and saw the internal struggle that came with it.

Have I spoken too much? Does she remember her mortality? She never speaks of her home life, before or after Zhasper. I have wanted to ask, but it isn't fair to her. Maybe one day she will let me know what is going on inside her head.

Violet shrugging at the idea of visiting chips a piece of his heart away. She will never want to visit

During his ramblings, they had somehow ended back at the same bench they started at. He barely realised it, which made him concerned that he had let down his guard too much and there would be consequences for it. He looks to his wrist to check the time, he should ensure Violet gets home soon, the production in town will be done soon.

Jack smiles but his eyes suggest that he is deep in thought. He sits down and steels himself. Violet was going to move on and probably never think of him again. Probably never think of her, Lilliana, again.

Perhaps it is time to say goodbye. Perhaps it is time to move on.

[Violet Clyntahn]

His glance at the watch was a release, a golden opening, the opportunity to escape from this night and all the hurt it bought her.

She doesn’t sit, she’s too agitated for that, but she doesn’t run off either. This was Lilliana, goodbye needed to be done properly, she owed that. It took everything she had to stay put, but now it was her turn to talk.

“I should be getting home” it was muttered almost as if it was a second thought. They both knew it wasn’t quite true, but it needed to be said, loyalty to the illusion they’d both created.

A deep breath, she’s focused now, eyes locked on him. “thank you”. Another breath. “when we first met I was alone, more alone then you knew. You didn’t have to care, shouldn’t have really considering our clans but still you…” She trails off, shrugging.

She tries again, running doesn’t even cross her mind now. “You taught me to question him when I didn’t even know that was an option. He took my life, but you showed me how to live. For that I will always owe you”.

“Thank you” There was a finality to her voice now. She leans over and places a gentle kiss on his forehead. “Goodbye Lilliana”. She turns to leave.