She looked over at Shuyin, frowning at him. "He's always like this..." she mumbled, mostly to herself. After a moment, she looked at Maiyah. "Alright..." Lenne walked towards Shuyin, standing in front of him and drawing his head to rest against her stomach, her hands threading through his soft blonde hair. "Shuyin. My darling. Please, remember me. I am Lenne. You must believe," she murmured, her voice low and almost ghostly. The pyreflies swam around them, ghosting over his skin and hers, creating soft, sweet breezes between them.
Her fingers hooked under his chin and she tilted his head back to look at his face. "Believe in me," she whispered, looking at him with as much love as she could muster, the whole of the dome filled with pyreflies that created ghosts of Zanarkand; people, buildings, sounds, moments shared... it all seemed alive for a moment. "Shuyin, my darling, I love you."
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Date: 2009-09-07 11:19 pm (UTC)Her fingers hooked under his chin and she tilted his head back to look at his face. "Believe in me," she whispered, looking at him with as much love as she could muster, the whole of the dome filled with pyreflies that created ghosts of Zanarkand; people, buildings, sounds, moments shared... it all seemed alive for a moment. "Shuyin, my darling, I love you."