“ You don’t know how much you MISS something until it’s GONE. “
Claire’s in a graveyard, there’s no REASON for her to be here. Not really. There is no buried body. But it’s the sense of LOSS that brings her here. That has her clutching flowers. Looking for a grave to lay them upon.
She’s thankful her life isn’t THAT much of a cliche and it’s not raining. Instead it’s cloudy, the sun rays peeking through as if it was trying to warm the frozen earth but FAILING.
Great One, how she WISHED things were different.
“Isn’t that the truth? And even then, there’s something that tends to stick around with you.” It’s a feeling that Saima has known entirely too well. Over the years, they’ve lost so, so many people. Although it came with the territory of being the kind of entity they were, it still left strange feelings that they knew wouldn’t readily pass.
So the most that Saima could do was allow the space for those melancholic thoughts of longing and regret to just be.
Erzsi nodded with a grateful smile. “I’ll email it to you as well. That way you have the uncompressed video as well. I know Insta can mess with video quality,” Erzsi remarked before taking another drink of her beer.
“So, how does it feel to have adoring fans? How does it feel to be on stage?” Erzsi asked curiously. While Erzsi had never been on an actual stage, she knew what it was like to be in the spotlight. She wondered if it was the same feeling.
“Appreciate it. I do like having that uncompressed video. There’s often even a sound difference between the formats.“ Something that they had stumbled upon through reading about different tech over the years.
“It’s.. interesting. It does feel amazing to be on stage, to perform. There’s an energy that comes from sharing a talent with others and an energy just from being a part of something larger. It definitely feels like a fascinating connection is formed in that moment. I can slip into a otherness that actually radiates to others and draws people in – and I just.. relish that so much.“
Erzsi pulled out her phone to begin making a notification to remind her. How she ever survived without this little gadget, she didn’t know. Convenience was the best thing about nowadays. “What time works for you?”
Erzsi tilted her head as Saima teases, “Tease all you want, Saima. I have never been happier. It’s interesting how people change and how that change can bring two people back together. It’s amazing really.” She can’t help but smile shyly as she talks about them. This relationship she found herself in was just so new.
“Afternoons seems to work best on my schedule. So maybe around 2 or 3 PM would be great for me.“ They weren’t particularly attached to a certain time – but the afternoon always felt like a good space to create.
Despite their teasing, a genuine little smile appears. “Ah – it is very, very interesting how people change. I’m thrilled that you’re actually that happy. It’s a real rarity to see someone so excited – so I can’t blame you in the least for being over the moon, really.”
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1. go apple picking vs. go on a hay ride 2. scary vs. sweet 3. sweaters vs. boots 4. socks vs. mittens 5. bonfires vs. football 6. trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 9. bake pie vs. bake cookies 10. rain vs. fog 11. black catsvs. owls 12. ghosts vs. wizards 13. harry pottervs. halloweentown 14. go hiking vs.sleep in 15. cinnamon vs. nutmeg 16. reading vs. writing 17. hot chocolate vs. tea 18. live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19. candy apples vs. caramel apples 20. blankets vs. pillows 21. roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22. coffeevs. apple cider 23. red leaves vs.orange leaves 24. braids vs. bows 25.scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26. carve pumpkinsvs. make pumpkin pie 27. pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28.coats vs. oversized sweaters 29. beanies vs. berets 30. candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 32. jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire 33.corn maze vs. haunted house 34. bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35. whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate
“Shit..” Ivar trailed for a moment as he let his eyes wander to the cup to stare at it, seeming to piece together his thoughts for a moment. “I don’t know how to explain it, but.. I went home and I revisited where I was born. Or, where I was found, anyway. It’s a forest reserve now, with a shit ton of lakes and rivers. I was a bit overwhelmed with emotion and something.. I hadn’t felt before. Something compelled me to jump into the ice cold water in winter, and I did.. Like an idiot, I did.” He chuckled a bit to himself, though his stomach didn’t appreciate it, so it was sort lived.
“I can’t explain what happened to me in that water, but it was like I had become something else entirely. Like I was warm and all this weight had lifted off of me. But I was scared. Terrified, like I couldn’t breath. Yet I had been the most at peace with everything that I ever had been..” The expression on his face was definitely confused, hence why he had said he really didn’t get answers, yet he had come to terms with some things from the experience.
Saima listens carefully and maintains patience, knowing that this might be a difficult thing for Ivar to describe. Having to come to terms with one’s true self-was often a process- that they had known from firsthand experience. They raise a curious eyebrow at the mention of Ivar just suddenly jumping into the water- compelled to do so even. There had to be something behind this.
“Huh. I wonder if that terror comes from not knowing exactly what was happening. Based on what you describe – you definitely have a connection with the water. It’s almost like – that’s probably from where you first arose in some fashion.“
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