A set of floodlights fell behind the Akvatari man as he sang, the strong light illuminating his wings, and pouring throught their translucent membranes of color. Kena knelt before him, bathed in the unfocused tracing of the Gods of lost causes, the dappled tones of their shape painted over her like light through stained glass.
"I would have waited for you,
For one thousand years!
I would have burnt the sea into an empty bed,
If I could lie in it with thee -
To press thy breast against my heart
In the hollows of its deep-once-deep."
Minnie, heart aching was only half aware again, now of the student by her side. Only when the girl spoke, the two of them still constrained to physical closeness, if not contact, by the pressing crowd, did she become fully returned to the present - it was a startling return, triggering a quick inhalation almost like a gasp.
She turned, the muscles of her face wandering and confused, but her eyes behind their spectacles forced into a focus on the student. Seh simply looked for a moment. Behind her, the voice of Kena rose, in a shiver of misery and fury,
"I have known the sea:
It cannot burn.
I have known the sea:
It cannot burn.
The sea is cold and empty as my heart,
Reamed by the raping force of fate.
My heart is like the sea:
Turbulent and frightened
Into stillness."
Minnie spoke, almost more as a mumble, her face furrowing strangely, obviously bothered, unsettled, "Ms Skillair... you... something is troubling you. Step out. Step out with me."
And she reached forward, with a sort of regret, to take the girl's hand, and if allowed, start threading her through the crowd, and out toward the quiet wings of the theater. The Akvatari's voice was ringing into melancholy arpeggio.
"What does it mean to have a broken heart?
To have the world devour your sense of love?
I thought it would be fiery and cruel:
That it would leave one violent as a flame.
But trauma blown against the heart's red walls:
I see now how it turns the heart to ice.
How it leaves you shattered, frozen in yourself.
Afraid, forever, of the flame of love and feeling."
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"I would have waited for you,
For one thousand years!
I would have burnt the sea into an empty bed,
If I could lie in it with thee -
To press thy breast against my heart
In the hollows of its deep-once-deep."
Minnie, heart aching was only half aware again, now of the student by her side. Only when the girl spoke, the two of them still constrained to physical closeness, if not contact, by the pressing crowd, did she become fully returned to the present - it was a startling return, triggering a quick inhalation almost like a gasp.
She turned, the muscles of her face wandering and confused, but her eyes behind their spectacles forced into a focus on the student. Seh simply looked for a moment. Behind her, the voice of Kena rose, in a shiver of misery and fury,
"I have known the sea:
It cannot burn.
I have known the sea:
It cannot burn.
The sea is cold and empty as my heart,
Reamed by the raping force of fate.
My heart is like the sea:
Turbulent and frightened
Into stillness."
Minnie spoke, almost more as a mumble, her face furrowing strangely, obviously bothered, unsettled, "Ms Skillair... you... something is troubling you. Step out. Step out with me."
And she reached forward, with a sort of regret, to take the girl's hand, and if allowed, start threading her through the crowd, and out toward the quiet wings of the theater. The Akvatari's voice was ringing into melancholy arpeggio.
"What does it mean to have a broken heart?
To have the world devour your sense of love?
I thought it would be fiery and cruel:
That it would leave one violent as a flame.
But trauma blown against the heart's red walls:
I see now how it turns the heart to ice.
How it leaves you shattered, frozen in yourself.
Afraid, forever, of the flame of love and feeling."
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