SolavellanHellChallenge2020

Day 8: Solas

"Because I am not a monster. If they must die, I would rather they die in comfort."

Arana stood quietly for a moment, staring into his familiar stormy grey hues.

"Ir abelas, ma vhenan." She began quietly, holding his hands tightly in her own. "But so long as you walk this path, I will find no comfort."

Her winter-blue hues reflected sadly in the light of the setting sun, becoming somewhat glassy as she forced her tone to remain even. A small slender hand reached for his face, cupping it lovingly as her thumb stroked his cheek. "You could get yourself killed, Solas. Nevermind me or the rest of the world.. I know you hurt for your people. I've seen the guilty expression you try to keep from me- from everyone. But think about this. There could be another way.. You just haven't found it yet. Let me help you.."

"I will not have you see what I become, vhenan."

"Whatever that is, you are still you. You don't need to hide yourself from me. Whatever happens, I can't let you go through with this. Not this way. This affects everything. Not just us. Not just them. Everyone."

Her other hand came to hold  his face as she pulled him closer to lay her forehead against his, her eyes closing for a long moment as she tried to convey her feelings through both her voice and her touch. As she spoke up once more, her voice began to crack faintly under the weight of the emotions her words carried. "Ma sa'lath, you don't have to be alone. We can find another way.."

"Arana, I..-"

Before he could utter another word, she spoke again; the weight of sorrow in her chest far too much to bear as the words flowed like rushing water from a broken dam. She needed him to hear her- and all the things she had left unsaid before. She needed him to know the true weight he held on her heart- for fear that she may never have another chance to tell him.

"Lasan ara'sal, sule ha'lam'sal'shiral. Juame mar shalasha, la ane emma. Ma lath suledin tel'melana."

A long, painful silence settled between them as her words hung heavily in the air. Slowly, she pulled back just enough to look him in the eyes as she uttered a final whisper.

"Please, vhenan.. Come home.."

Translation Notes

*Ma sa'lath - Lit. "My one love." Similar to "my one and only."

**"Lasan ara'sal, sule ha'lam'sal'shiral. Juame mar shalasha, la ane emma. Ma lath suledin tel'melana." -
"I give you my soul until the journey of life is through. I will be your armor, as you are mine. My love endures beyond time."