[it isn't what he'd expected; his heart catches in his throat. one can say of the tranquil that they are consistent and rational--
one can't say they forgot any of themselves, lives not lost but placed in abeyance like bulbs slumbering beneath frost. sometimes even he needs that reminder.
(the forest. the rift. the hitch in casimir's voice.)]
Recovering. The abbey was a horror.
I'd forgotten, [faintly rueful] how well the Maker loves symmetry. [you saw it in leaves, in flowers, in faces. in events, the axis of reflection drawn through the space between past and future.
what was done in a moment of terror had to be undone likewise; what he had not seen in the aftermath of hasmal remained unresolved until ferelden.
quietly,] I'd intended to tell you of it.
[and perhaps he should have done it sooner; but it required defleshing the bones of what had happened to strip emotions from events and that was an act of surgery that needed a steadier heart than his had been.]
no subject
[it isn't what he'd expected; his heart catches in his throat. one can say of the tranquil that they are consistent and rational--
one can't say they forgot any of themselves, lives not lost but placed in abeyance like bulbs slumbering beneath frost. sometimes even he needs that reminder.
(the forest. the rift. the hitch in casimir's voice.)]
Recovering. The abbey was a horror.
I'd forgotten, [faintly rueful] how well the Maker loves symmetry. [you saw it in leaves, in flowers, in faces. in events, the axis of reflection drawn through the space between past and future.
what was done in a moment of terror had to be undone likewise; what he had not seen in the aftermath of hasmal remained unresolved until ferelden.
quietly,] I'd intended to tell you of it.
[and perhaps he should have done it sooner; but it required defleshing the bones of what had happened to strip emotions from events and that was an act of surgery that needed a steadier heart than his had been.]