An Eminence? No, I am just a reaper (OC story)

Paper bird

Speech = ''...''
Thoughts = [... ]

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She breathed in...

She breathed out...

The pure yet dry air making its way into her lungs. Her ears perking at the distant sounds of birds singing or the soft rustling of the leaves on the forest ground when the wind tried to pick up some sort of unseen pace as the small blond elf made her way towards the abandoned village.

A small smile warping around the edges of Alphas lips as she started to visualize the shapes of the buildings and inner roads of the town.

Her new home was not like the village she had been born in. Deep into the forest and where the winds seemed to whisper words to those willing to listen, where the leafs seemed to glistened with a glow of their own under the moonlight.

The ground felt different, the air a little more mundane, The leafs here did not glow as brightly as those did, and though there was wind here too..., it was silent for the most if not all the time.

Yes, it was...silent.

Too silent....

She would have to admit that it had been a bit unnerving at first.., like stepping in a dark room you have never wandered before and your mind started to make up things to fill the gaps of your imagination. Most of the time making things worse rather than better...

Her cheeks started to heat a little bit at the reminder of her first night, the way she could not manage to fall asleep as her mind went back again, and again, and again for some strange reason at the day she escaped by a hair with her life.

Going over of what she should have done, what she should have said....a part of her for better or for worse was still there. And the ache of the parting was what was driving this thorn deep into her heart.

That night too had been quiet...and the scars still too raw to wash off.

Alpha closed her eyes for a moment just as she felt that prickly warmth flaring once more at the corner of her eyes. She was not going to cry over this..., she had a promise to herself and she would be very disappointed if she could not keep it for even a month.

When she opened her eyes there was none of the melancholy that had weighed her down, but an ethereal sense of resolution that glowed red in their depths.

Things had been bad.., and yet it all went away when the sharp, wheezing sound of his mask reached her ears in the darkness.

Funny, wasn't it? That all that it took to push those dark thoughts was to tilt her head to the side and find those burning coals staring at her in silence in the darkness of the room. Sharp talons that were meant for harm, instead placing themselves gently over her shoulder and stroking it just once to let her know he was no apparition of her imagination.

He did not speak more than he needed to, in fact.., most of the time he did not speak at all when those "events" happened, choosing to remain silent as he stood to guard her rest. Words perhaps may have filled the void in her heart, and yet..., it was a "silence" that she had come to enjoy. To want...to desire.

Yes, words were good, but there was no need for them when they knew what was going on. A timid smile warped around her lips at those more kinder memories. The weirdness had never truly gone away, but it the impact had soften slightly afterwards.

''Always so kind..., so understanding. Making all the more difficult to show my appreciation in a manner worthy of him..''

She mused to herself, placing a small finger over her own lips. One had to wonder what could she do to make up for it when each and every time he rose the bar with his constant selfless acts for her own betterment, but that would not deter her, one way or another she would find the right thing...