Slowly, one hands slips around to press against his chest so that she can lean back just enough to look to him again—to see if any more answers can be found in those starry eyes of his. He is something greater than human, and he may see things in ways she can't understand, but she still can't imagine he would ever want everything to end. He's nothing like those who creatures who hunt her. How can he accept it?
How can she admit to the fleeting moment where she had nearly done the same? ]
What happened? After you accepted it?
[ Obviously everything didn't end, or he wouldn't be here. ]
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Slowly, one hands slips around to press against his chest so that she can lean back just enough to look to him again—to see if any more answers can be found in those starry eyes of his. He is something greater than human, and he may see things in ways she can't understand, but she still can't imagine he would ever want everything to end. He's nothing like those who creatures who hunt her. How can he accept it?
How can she admit to the fleeting moment where she had nearly done the same? ]
What happened? After you accepted it?
[ Obviously everything didn't end, or he wouldn't be here. ]