Requiem [Drabble] Lovers
Marius rests peacefully enough. Creatures of his age never move unless spurred by an outside force.
And yet even his nightmares seem dulled and even the cold twitches and snarls of his rest seem dulled and less frequent.
She rests against him in similar peace. Curled under him with long scarred arms folded around her.
He dreams of her. Her proximity giving his dreams color and scent. Dull shapes that almost sharpen into focus before retreating into that abyss.
Taunting. Baiting him to follow and do whatever it takes to bring them back.
He has her. He doesn't need them.
And yet even his nightmares seem dulled and even the cold twitches and snarls of his rest seem dulled and less frequent.
She rests against him in similar peace. Curled under him with long scarred arms folded around her.
He dreams of her. Her proximity giving his dreams color and scent. Dull shapes that almost sharpen into focus before retreating into that abyss.
Taunting. Baiting him to follow and do whatever it takes to bring them back.
He has her. He doesn't need them.