Roar receded before chore completed. In the haze of battle done, where smiles had yet been won, eyes reflected hearts not neglected.
Trev closed his eyes and held the warm softness of Mairi tight to his trembling frame. With a whisper remarkable in unadulterated rawness he spoke. “The simplest things have become as insurmountable tasks.” His fingers dug into her flesh as if his words were inadequate.
Mairi pulled the back of his unwashed head into her bosom, her manicured and polished fingers massaging his scalp as if mining for words. A simple melody looped through her mind:
And when silence greets my last goodbye,
The words I need are in your eyes . . .
With courage of verse Mairi whispered back. “I’m here baby. I’m here.”
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Credit to the lyric to James Blunt from the song Shine On from the album All the Lost Souls, which, if you are a Blunt fan, is a fabulous sophomore effort and will not disappoint.
You may notice that this image looks similar to the one below. It is. Both were created from the same base flame. And I have used both not by accident but by design. This chapter was almost called "Breath of a Soul: Part II, in that I see Mari breathing life into Trev as much as Kyra did to Taren in the previous chapter. Where would we be without each other. I would argue, lost. The crew has been lost. The mission, as Kyra alluded, is not all about Em's sight, it is about becoming unlost. And they become unlost through love. And so, another piece of the puzzle falls into place. Enjoy the story, and I'll see you on the blog. :-)
"eyes reflected hearts not neglected" is a beautiful phrase, Tree, no matter where it came from...
Another beautiful entry. You are gifted. And I will say it each time that I see it --
Loving Annie
p.s. I have an unerring talent fro this kind of thing. I seem to KNOW who is going to be famous some years before they are published over and over and over again...
Annie, that bit of drivel is actually mine--I won't burden James with that one. :-D
The verse from "Shine On" is the bit in italics that loops through Mairi's mind.
Annie, I wish I knew how to tell you how precious your words are to me. I still struggle to see myself as a writer and to think of myself as such is still an uneasy fit. So, when I read words such as yours I feel a solemn humbleness that causes me pause. I don't know what else to say other than "thank you."
PS So glad to hear everything when so well last night. I have a talent for seeing hearts from a distance and your heart, Annie, is a good heart, a heart deserving of all the love you can find. :-)
Beautiful words, his, yours. Part of me hasn't been able to leave Trev, since what happened, happened, like a shadow in the background, he remains. I wonder how he is, how he is coping, what his thoughts are, those images of him cradled in Mairi's arms before are not likely to ever be forgotten. To see them here, reaching for each other, to hear Trev give the first piece of personal information since, and to Mairi, whom we always believed would be the one to eventually reach him again, small though this event may be, pushed aside tomorrow even, is so comforting to see. Well, I didn't really say anything with the above other than that it feels as though we have been waiting for this chapter where Trev and Mairi take a step toward each other. The rhyme and rhythm are so very, very nicely done hitting the refresh button reminding of the great skill that you have as a writer. What I want to say most of all is that this was as touching as it was a beautifully written chapter.
“The simplest things have become as insurmountable tasks.” What an eloquent way of putting that sense of paralysis. And how tender is Mairi's support "massaging his scalp as if mining for words". Ah Trée, I know that moment - skin deep. Holding the one you love and hoping something in just your simplest touch will give you the key to ease their pain.
I have lived on both sides of this raw and painful moment. You have a gift for bringing that reality into the fantastic story you're weaving. I may not yet know the characters well, what they've done, where they are bound - but through your words I have felt their hearts. And more... you have touched mine. Thank you.
Kes, thank you for your kind words. I wasn't planning on writing today, which is usually the case with almost all of my chapters. They just kinda happen--no plan. One minute nothing and the next, the whole chapter materializes in my mind. Well, this morning, I got out of the shower and was mentally going through my day and all the little things, simple things (like booking flights) that I needed to do but had been putting off, been putting them off so much I almost felt embarrassed, and these little things were starting to take on a life of their own, seeming like mountains. So, in that one thought, I thought of Trev. I came upstairs, put off booking my flight again, and typed this niblet of a chapter.
I do appreciate your very kind words. Be careful. These characters have the ability to grow on you and before you know it, you can't let them go. :-D
Rog can be particularly dangerous in this regard. Or so my female readers say. I'm kinda partial to Kyra, Yul, Mairi, Lil' Twilight and a couple others. :-D
Good work! This is a beautiful passage.
Thank you SJ. I wish I could hire someone to read this one aloud and ready do justice to how I see this chapter. The words, in my mind, come alive only when read aloud. :-)
fingers 'mining for words'...very accurate phrase...
There are times, when the simplest of things become insurmountable tasks.
When you limbs turn to stone...
Limbs turning to stone. I like that phrase. Even air becomes heavy, to breath, to move through. Speaking is labored. Thinking hurts. The sun seems too bright, even at night. I could go on but then you might think I know a little too much about this subject and I just don't have the time to deny all the questions, speculation and rumor. Janus knows there are enough bitches out there willing to trade in such base tripe as if it were prime aged filet. Frail them all I say. As it is said, ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies.
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