"I would burn the world to the ground for you and it still wouldn't be enough."
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐂𝐘𝐂𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 things you cannot have is what Kalliope knew incredibly well. Spending years trapped within her naturally timid...
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TODAY WAS THE DAY OF THE SACRIFICE. The moment they've been dreading for months now. The moon will be full tonight. The stars were aligned. Niklaus Mikealson was going to break his hybrid curse in a handful of hours and the tension within the group was insurmountable.
Kalliope felt it in the tightening of her bones. The clenching of her muscles. The hyper palpitations of her heart as she walked along the gravel in front of the Salvatore Boarding House. There was never enough breath circulating in her lungs. Time was up and any prior preparations they had in mind needed to step up and show out tremendously. For all their sakes.
Of course, Kalliope had bigger sharks to fend off. Darker demons were waiting just on the other side of the Salvatore's front door and she didn't have anything on her person to scare them off.
Nevertheless, Kalliope was only once in her life a woman on the run. A time when death and grief had been too much. Now wasn't that time. She wanted to prove to herself that she was indeed as strong, opinionated, and vibrant as ever. Time had not eroded her, it only bolstered her resolve.
Elijah neared her, towering over her frame as she raised her hand to knock. He was like her shadow, but in the sense that shadows looked after you, and cared for you instead of following you around in mock imitation. He had a purpose. Elijah always seemed to and the essence of his character was aspiring.
"How are you this morning?" Kalliope paused in her pursuit of the door at Elijah's question.
It was the first time he uttered a full sentence to her since last night. They stayed at the same residence. Jenna spent the night after their chat and most of their time was dedicated to the room Kalliope stayed in. Elijah's presence was felt on the other side of the door, but they mostly ignored it for a false sense of privacy. Now it seems that notion was incorrect. Elijah had heard their chat and his concern for her in the aftermath was evidence enough of his eavesdropping. It would make sense to have some semblance of conversation with him by now and yet, he was hesitant to bring up old wounds.
Kalli glanced at him over her shoulder. Tilting her head back to get a better view. She didn't like his desire to handle her with child's gloves. Of course, Kalliope was much- much shorter than him. Her appearance could be compared to a porcelain doll. She was more than a little naive to others' intentions. Then there was the fact that she wore bows more often than not. She was slightly volatile, yes - but that wasn't the point!
