[ this week, it seems, is one bittersweet surprise after another. first her brother, and now - ]
Lyse..
[ alisaie's voice is soft as a breath, behind her. with alphinaud's awakening, alisaie couldn't help but hope for more - hope, and dread. there are so many familiar faces in these pods, so many friends and comrades she has ached for over these long, long moons but there are a few she would rather not see, and still others on whom her heart is torn.
her grandfather, namely. those who have found their rest and deserve to keep it. those she is not sure she could bear to see again.
but lyse is not one of those people. alisaie has missed her terribly, her bright smile and upbeat disposition, all of her refreshing, hardworking positivity. that is the sort of light that alisaie has always needed in her life, and the sight of her is so painfully nostalgic that she cannot help the tears that sting the corners of her eyes. gods, don't cry - but it has been so long. ]
It is not something that you will.. ever grow accustomed to.
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Lyse..
[ alisaie's voice is soft as a breath, behind her. with alphinaud's awakening, alisaie couldn't help but hope for more - hope, and dread. there are so many familiar faces in these pods, so many friends and comrades she has ached for over these long, long moons but there are a few she would rather not see, and still others on whom her heart is torn.
her grandfather, namely. those who have found their rest and deserve to keep it. those she is not sure she could bear to see again.
but lyse is not one of those people. alisaie has missed her terribly, her bright smile and upbeat disposition, all of her refreshing, hardworking positivity. that is the sort of light that alisaie has always needed in her life, and the sight of her is so painfully nostalgic that she cannot help the tears that sting the corners of her eyes. gods, don't cry - but it has been so long. ]
It is not something that you will.. ever grow accustomed to.