Rimath

Rimath
Rimath
@rimath#330
2019-10-17 02:36:00

Cursed

He was silent, eyes hard. It would be worse for her if he didn't keep quiet. She didn't need to be here. They didn't need to be here. But the whispers... She'd been cursed with them since she'd been small. Shadows. Void. Whatever you wanted to name it.

Wicked. Wild. Witch.

The names had been whispered in the same way she heard the voices. Their parents hadn't known what to do and had refused to believe it couldn't be trained out of her. They barely acknowledged their youngest's idiosyncrasies. Her wide, dilated eyes at noon. The way her head would cock, as if listening to the wind. Wandering through the Eversong woods.

She wasn't dangerous.

Not yet. Why couldn't they see?


Rimath continued to shadow her. He would be there, even if the rest of their family turned their gazes away, uncomfortable.

She turned and her cheeks were flushed, but her shoulders dropped when she found him.  She relaxed and a sigh whistled softly between her lips.

He winked at her, hand reaching out and welcoming her home.


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