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 Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 9:18 pm
The clouded veil of her vision finally began to lift, her body edged gently onto the soft but grainy sands of the shore. How long had it been since she could feel the at the time irritating sand on her skin? She welcomed it now...a reminder of such happy times...happy times so long ago. She was no more the filly, like he the colt....grown and weathered versions of their younger self.
Yet as her head had turned, gazing up at him before his face came down to meet her own she realized he looked so much the same.
Sure, his tuff of brown he called a mane like hers had grown into seafairing locks; his fins and tail had become larger - stronger.
Yet....he was still the same from the very day she left for the last time.
Voda's scent became overwhelming as they rested head to head, and she could feel her eyes begin to well with tears she thought she'd cried out so long ago.
There was a curt chuckle, before a sharp inhale more resembling a sob.
"M....maybe..." She tried to get out, but it wasn't working so well as the salty liquid began to pour down her already wet cheeks; droplets running straight off her jawline. Soft smile turned into a clenched jaw, trying to hold it back....but it was no use. As soon as his head moved a little to hang in an anticipated scolding she broke as her body shook with sobs.
"Voda!" She pushed herself more than she should have; nearly headbutting him in the neck as she buried her face in his neck.
The armor had come off, leaving nothing but a vulnerable soul.
"I.....I..." She hiccuped, eyes closed tightly against him. "I thought I would never see you again..."
When faced with death....she didn't think she'd see anything again.
"I'm so sorry....I broke our promise....I tried...I tried to come...back..." Meridah cried between sobs; trying to leech any kind of comfort she could. Anything that was Voda....anything that was the life she knew and loved. "There wasn't a day....there wasn't a day I didn't not think about you and Phoenix!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 9:40 pm
Her short chuckle, that gasping sob, her choked response and the flood of tears.
Sobbing, she closed the distance between them, and he felt something deep within glow with pleasure; that's right, together. As it used to be. As it should be. As it always shall be.
He wrapped his neck around hers, letting her burrow and yet embracing her as much as he could. Wrapping his tail around her in that familiar protective gesture, he nonetheless was careful of her wounds. So many scars, so much horror... but he was here now.
And he would never let anyone take her again.
"Don't be sorry... you tried, Meridah, you tried." he responded, his own tears trickling down to join her own. "Like I tried to come for you."
Did she remember? Her heart-shattering accusation, his heart-wrenching apology? She was so... fragile.. he hardly dared ask.
It was enough to be together, for now. To be here, with her. To be... Now.
"And every day, every night, we thought of you." he murmured against her skin, his breath soft and warm as he shielded her from the highest-reaching waves and the world alike.
"Meridah."
Her name was like a promise: Home. Whole.
Love.
"Welcome home."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 7:21 pm
Shuddering breaths whisped back into her own face as she was pressed so tightly against him; Meridah didn't want to move...not ever. Things were still so blurry and confusing, some things appeared to be like a nightmare flashing through her mind over the years.
It was real though....as real as her selling out her own flesh and blood.
The monsters had overcome her, and made her one in her own right. What else that she didn't remember did she do during her absence from her own consciousness?
She began to realize just how crazy she was sounding...maybe she was insane.
She turned her head slightly to the side, her eyes dropping to a half lidded state as she felt a bliss wash over her as his tail offered a shield to the outside world; safe in his embrace. "Y...you did...?" She breathed, puzzled. "H-how did you... the sea...." She looked up at him with bleary red eyes, so puffy, so sore from everything from tears to sea.
Home....she was home.
Yet...she really didn't deserve it.
"I've done...such horrible....deplorable things...." She choked, closing her eyes as her cheek dug firmly into his neck. "How can I have a home when I took it away from so many others...." Her teeth bit into her lip as Meridah fought in vain with her own tears. "This is like a dream....being here, being with you and Phoenix...?" Well, she wasn't here right this moment. "But - a part of me thinks...I shouldn't be here, be alive. Even with all the circumstance....i've been such a monster..."
Meridah lifted her head just so that it nestled almost perfectly under his chin; as if it was always meant to fit there.
He's grown taller...
"Maybe I should have..." She cried out softly, agony laced in her words. "...or maybe the d-devistating guilt in my s-s-soul will do it..."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 7:44 pm
Voda listened to her speak, hearing the soul-shattering horror and shock, hearing the anxiety as her beautiful soul was crushed under the weight of her past.
As she cried and cried out again, he listened, a steady and true north by which to guide her personal compass.
She'd recovered herself, and some day she'd find a way to accept everything she was.
If not accept- if some things were too bad, too horrible to comprehend- then she would find a way to live with it.
He knew she would.
She was strong.
"Meridah, you have have done those things but they do not define you. Your actions, true, speak for your character at the time- but it was what you were forced to be. You were not... yourself, at the time; you had no conscience, or if you did it was quelled by ambition or...." he remembered her like a sigh, the last time he saw her- the last time she was that one- and the little sliver of longing "... yearning for a place to belong." He tucked his head, pulling her close once more, holding her as the agony pierced her inside.
Holding her close.
"It is that you recognize these things as terrible that sets you apart- that makes you, you." It may not be comforting, but he would offer her only truths. Now, then, ever- for as long as he was himself, and a little more after.
"We can't change the past, nor can we re-write it so we might be together a little while more. Every memory, every moment... even the senseless cruelty... that's what we did, not who we are." What would she call herself, now? Mercenary? Murderer? Villian?
She was a Knight, through and through, and what she did she had done wrapped in another. A protective layer, a coating, a face to show the world who had blocked out the best parts of herself so that she could act and do 'whatever is necessary.' And she, who served her dark Lord, decided necessity using her tweaked mind.
"You are alive." his voice gained strength again, though it had always possessed sincerity, for now he was no longer slipping over the treacherous slope that was morality and ownership of deeds in her unique situation, "You are here. You are no monster, you were but a foal when you were... taken... and twisted, and you remained pure beneath it all. Whatever you did, Meridah, we will make it through- together."
He was never leaving her.
For all he cared, they could stay here forever- except, she'd need to eat, sometime. And she needed fresh water.
Oh, the allowances they made for survival...
"You can't leave us again, Meridah." he whispered against her neck "You can't leave me." She didn't leave, when they were young, not willingly, but what she'd do now if she sought to escape herself... oh, yes. That would be leaving.
"Never."
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 8:32 pm
She listened, oh she listened. If not for the simple fact that he could be talking jibberish or the history of starfish...the sound of his voice settled her tempest of emotions trying to rip away at her heart. Yet for someone who had never spoken very much, and when he did he was always wise beyond his years...his words rang true.
They were always truth.
The pressure of his holding calmed her sobs; teardops still sliding down her damp cheeks. It was surprising she didn't have some kind of indents in her fur from the amount of tears she'd cried in her short life. Things didn't turn out how she'd always envisioned...she didn't get the ideal youth...hell she hadn't even really started adulthood. While her body was older, prime, matured and disfigured....she'd known great happiness as a foal. Great horror in her adolescent, and now great sorrow.
Could she still call herself a knight? The nobility of her soul had been compromised, twisted and corrupted. How could she seek to save the world when she was unable to save anyone she'd come across. In a worst fate, she'd been the monster she meant all along to rid the world of.
Alive....it was a double edged sword, she'd been alive...survived all this time; at such a grave and dire cost to so many.
"Voda..." Her voice subdued, turning her head out from his grasp to nearly stare at him nose to nose...although now she was looking up just a bit. "Pure is not something I can say with truth I still have....yes, I have kept so much I had lost...but after....all that....not knowing at times if I were alive or dead laying there..." Her voice cracked, but she did not cry out - no matter how much her trembling body wanted to. "I am tainted...no matter how you look at it. How much....we'll see....I do not want to do wrong but I cannot live a facade of purity."
Voda spoke of Never....in turn, forever - together.
"I don't...think I can face them...Voda. Not after what I did...." She of course, meant her family - that were probably fighting as they spoke. A faint smile crossed her lips. "Not for a long while. I....wouldn't have anywhere to go..."
Of course she knew he'd keep her, and she didn't want to be anywhere else. However she was a mare without a homeland for the time being - not until she could chase away her demons.
"Never is a long time..." A saddened joke, but a joke none the less. They had promised forever as foals....but as adults?
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 9:02 pm
He breathed, preparing himself for what was to come.
Oh, she was back. She was... herself. She was here, they were together- but their trials were not over yet.
Perhaps, she would be the biggest one of all. Learning to live again, to rectify her past with her ideals, and to accept that she was- perhaps- all the stronger for it. Once the wounds had healed.
If any pieces were missing, he would find them. He would repair whatever needed repairing, fix whatever she let lay broken. Whatever he could do, even if it was only offering her strength to prop herself against so that she might make those mental journeys alone.
He was here, and he was hers, whatever she needed.
He listened respectfully as she spoke, even if he wished to deny it.
She was pure. Pure Meridah. Perhaps not in the traditional sense of the world- her hooves had seen too much blood, her body too much harm, for her to be pure in that sense- but she was a being of such glorious intelligence that being herself was as much her curse as was the fate that had befallen her.
She was too good, too good-hearted, for her misdeeds to be easily forgiven. Even if she never forgave herself, she might learn to... accept.
And he knew that she would do everything in her power to make the rest of her life all the better, to make up for it or to fulfill a promise made on the cusp of rectifying everything she had done with everyone she had been meant to be.
"I see you- and I may not know all that you have done, but you are still pure Meridah in my eyes." he offered her a pained smile "A little worn on the surface, a little weary inside, your memories stained and hauntingly unfair... but you're you, and you can be everything you meant to be- everything you intended- for all that the road was long." Too long for many to bear.
And yet here she was.
"I am not asking you to forgot, I am not telling you to forgive... I seek only to help you understand" his voice caught a little "that you can still be you even now."
Everything she had longed for, wished for- her Knighthood. Perhaps that was her longest journey of all.
"If it was easy, everyone would be a Knight."
What was she afraid of? That she couldn't live up to her own ideal? Perfection? And yet who was the better person- the one who acted always with great grace and kindness, never even a moment of cruelty or violence, and yet lived isolated in some bubble that never popped- or the one whose bubble had been popped for them, and who tumbled through the world confronting all of life's cruelties and came through it all still breathing... even if their breath was a little ragged, mingled with tears.. and yet still tried to be Good? Not to make up for their mistakes, as nothing ever would- but someone who learned from them, grew from them, and became a better Self for having lived through the trials of life.
"You always have a place, with me." there was a time when as much would have remained unspoken between them; but he felt, now more than ever, that she needed... reassurance.
"When you're ready, and not a moment before, you will face them. You will explain. And they will understand." Some might react in outrage, shock, denial, confusion, or even violence... but if they did, they were not deserving of her. Betrayal cut deep, but losing a child? They had done that once already, and they were so blinded by hope that they failed to notice the little differences when that child returned... and if they turned her out, like this, as he knew they never could- not all of them-... well. She'd still have a place, with him, with Phoenix, and forever in their hearts.
He looked at her, staring at him and speaking earnestly as if he didn't quite comprehend what she was telling him. As if he had been mistaken. And all the sorrow in those beloved eyes. "Yes, it is."
And, you know what...? "It still isn't enough." Sometimes, he wondered if he'd be satisfied with even an eternity... with her. "But it's all I have to give."
Oh, yes, he'd asked it in return, then... he wanted to share Always with her. And the little part of him that couldn't quite believe they could be happy after so long, that little part that felt almost external to the rest of him because it just kept babbling about monsters when they had all retreated into Over There, whispered to itself... As long as you want me.
And if she ever didn't... that little whisper turned into a keening wail, patted quietly back down by the firm knowledge of her feelings for him, yet nonetheless allowed to express itself one more time before fading into oblivion.
Well... it wouldn't be leaving if there was nothing of him left to go.
And he would never let that kind of destruction happen to her.
He knew her too well, for too long, to fail to see her for all that she was. Every scar, every ill deed and good intention, everything all rolled into one and rolling along out of control trying to find its way again... even if he didn't know everything yet, explicitly, he could gather enough from what he had seen, enough from the fears she expressed.... and he loved her still.
Gazing down at her, his lips lifted in a light smile.
I love you, Meridah.
Always.
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Posted: Fri Sep 12, 2014 10:59 pm
And you - you are still Voda.
Everything I clung onto in memories for so many years.
There was a half of her that wanted to only see the foal friend she had forcefully adopted into her life. The same little colt who saved her more times than she cared to remember, and she clung onto him upon learning he was all by himself in the world. Not even her world - the ocean. It seemed as different as the sun and the moon between them; yet such trivial hardships had never mattered. There was dawn. There was dusk....a beautiful mix of all that they were in their moments. The way they used to talk about the future, promises and fun. Phoenix...beautiful Phoenix. They had always been a duo, a pair, a match - but when she'd happened upon her precious dragon turned phoenix egg; what was two - became a family of three.
Voda could see her in the same way.
Purity in who she was, not the light in her soul.
The question was - how did she want to be her?
There was two sides to her as well. There was the foal in her soul - the one who brazenly took on the world with stride with courage, determination, perhaps a little too much pride. One who had wind in her step and the sun on her back. Then there was...this. Now. A confused mare between light and dark, refusing to go either direction and stay only with the one pillar she had in this twilight. Meridah knew she could never fully be the foal she'd used to be, she couldn't fool or kid herself otherwise. There would always be memories, episodes, haunting trailing of what had transpired. Yet....there was something she'd learned perhaps in the right time. Saving one soul meant not being able to save another.
She had wanted to save everyone.
Realistically, she would have been more devastated to learn she couldn't the hard way.
Now with such horrific loss and sins weighing on her shoulders like spaulders, if she were to try and pursue it now perhaps...
perhaps such a loss of morale wouldn't deviate her from her true agenda. Be a good soul - save all you can from the fate you'd lived in.
Neither of them were completely the same, really.
"I'll try..." She breathed out, somewhat at a loss for words. "Thank you..." He'd paused, and oddly she'd found herself with baited breath.
Forever, Never....their lifelong promised had been severed short; years of such precious life had been missed. It wasn't really enough, the years would never return to them.
"You've given me so...so much more." Once more her eyes blurred with tears threatening to fall.
There was now this other half of Voda, one of which she was slowly getting to know. One who held so much longing in everything he did, say; she could only imagine the pain he'd felt like she to be apart from him. His voice so strong, nothing like the shy like colt of youth. His embraces so assuring, instead of her doing the protection she felt shielded from all with his strong tail and neck. He was no longer a colt, he'd grown up into a fine stallion; father to the not so little bird they called child. Their child. His eyes had completely captured her own as her own ears slid back; offering her own smile through the drop or two of salty tears which escaped her half lidded eyes. He'd been so strong, and it showed; where as her weakness had cost her more than emotional turmoil - it showed all over her flesh as the broken mare she was.
Yet...all that faded into a comfortable moment as she sighed away some of the tension she felt.
Tadpole...
It was mere millimeters, the space between.
A single, subtle push from something deep inside in an instant closed it with a gentle tilt of her head and an even gently brush of lips.
Realization came as quickly as the fire spreading under her cheek fur; leaning back without a word and immediately hung her head as if to be scolded; baffled by what had just transpired on some subconscious level.
Had she really just....? What she thought she did..?
The pounding of her heart and the fury of her emotions on her cheek clearly said otherwise.
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Posted: Sun Sep 14, 2014 10:36 am
The stallion blinked.
His mind slowly registered what had transpired, though he knew of no name to apply to such a caress.
They'd been nose-to-nose before, nuzzling gently, necks wrapped about one another, and sleeping piled about one another in whichever many positions their little forms could be in. But that... felt... new.
He was reminded, unpleasantly, of the other Meridah's blatant and bold grab, so unlike the little filly he knew if for no other reason than the disregard of his.... his... well, he didn't much mind the proximity, that was quite alright- he liked touching her, knowing she was there, solid and real and not some happy mirage- it was... the way she looked away after, hanging her head and seeming so upset by what she had done.
Why would she do something that she didn't like?
His brow furrowed a little, though he carefully kept the frown at bay for fear of giving her reason to feel so flustered and obviously upset.
"Meridah..." he said earnestly, lowering his head so that he could catch her eyes once more, maintaining a respectful distance for all that he wished to reassure her with another nuzzle. It... he didn't know if that would be right, if she was so confused about what used to come so naturally to them.
"I'm here for you, whatever you need, and you know that. And if I ever... ever do anything you don't like, you need to tell me, and if you need space you need to let me know, because I want to be with you always but I understand the urge to do things for yourself and I know that you will and I don't expect you to come to me to fix your problems, nor could I if I tried, but I just..." he stopped, considering before he spoke. Now that he'd found his voice, he used it with an urgent passion, trying to communicate things that were barely a whisper in his body language and that needed to be said out loud to be truly heard.
"I just want you to be happy. Some day."
He finished the thought with that simple statement, though he knew that it held so much more within- if only a hint of the mad scramble and all the trials she'd have to go through to get there.
Happy... he knew it was possible, if only in little bursts and short flashes before everything else came rushing back. This... that... intimate touch, had it been a figment of the one he had called Knight? Or was it something in her stirring? He didn't know, and he wouldn't push it... not now.
Not with her heart pounding and her cheeks aflame.
Not when she wouldn't meet his gaze.
And, maybe... not ever, unless she made the overture herself. And unless he believed it was... real.
Meant.
Offered freely and without reservation.
As he offered her his heart.
His eyes flickered towards the sky as he sought Phoenix with a light frown.
"How are your wounds? Are you hurting?"
What was taking their little bird so long?
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Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2015 8:46 pm
"Sorry...Voda. As weird as it sounds...I couldn't control myself for a moment..." Although she'd been aware there was some mental scarring, there wasn't a whole lot she understood about the situation. It was she, yes, but it felt like there was someone else living in her body with her. Given anyone would have gone crazy from the trials she went through in her youth, Meridah knew the grips of whatever, or whomever also reigned in her mind was slipping.
Perhaps that was meant as a goodbye..?
Either way, it did not repulse her in what had transpired; far from it. Strange, it was different than the usual bond between them but everything had been so raw, so exposed and emotional; and with Voda the world just felt right again.
That hope was indeed within reach.
Drawing herself close when he leaned his head down to catch her eyes she pressed her cheek on his own, closing her eyes as she nestled her face in the crook where his jawline met his neck. "Don't leave me Voda....that's all I need. I feel if I am alone the darkness might creep back up on me. The last time I was happy was when I was with you...i'll never be able to truly go back to those days..those times, but if I can get close; that's good enough."
However, something dawned on her, which caused her to blush again in embarrassment that she hadn't considered it before. "I mean...to an extent. I understand life went on after I was kidnapped...and if you have other obligations..." She was being selfish, a quality as a Knight was shameful; even in her vulnerable state it just had to be corrected. Moving her head from out of his neck and glancing down at her backside, she could see the extent of the wounds; her leg bleeding slowly and luckily the punctures on her back from the demon's claws missed important parts of her spine and arteries. "Its pretty painful, but I've had worse..." She said rather softly, closing her eyes a moment before returning her head against his neck.
"PAPA! I'm back!" Phoenix dove down from the treeline, a little awkwardly as she had been carrying some strange and large leaves which hindered her flight. "Sorry...these were hard to find.." She chirruped, although smiled when she saw her parents in such a memorable position. It reminded her when they were all so small; well, for her smaller. Landing a little clumsily beside them both she smiled up to them and ripped some of the leaves in half considering the wounds. "I need your help daddy to put the leaves on Mama's wounds."
Meridah lifted her head once more and looked in awe at their baby bird, feeling tears sting her eyes. Since when did she become so big? So knowledgeable as a healer? Meridah felt the guilt of missing so much, and as she gave a pointed, secret look to Voda in her own speechlessness; it seemed to echo out How...?.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 7:11 pm
Voda breathed.
In, out.... Control.
Relinquishing control in the presence of those you love... loosing inhibition in a moment, letting loose, being free. Or acting on impulse? Some external prodding, alien to oneself, and yet... enticing?
Meridah spoke, and Voda breathed, waiting, watching, as he had for so long... as he would for as long as he had eyes to watch and a Self to wait. And maybe a little beyond that.
He listened.
Always.
Words, explanation expression
He attended her All, every last detail. Everything she shared and the things she was perhaps unconscious of betraying, or perhaps unable to say and only to... do.
As she closed the distance, Voda found himself breathless, and then breathing anew.
Home.
"I'll never leave you." He breathed, and she was there; he kept on breathing, and she was still here. Her warmth, her face nestled perfectly along the crook that seemed to be made for her, as he was, as he had always been. As he always would be.
This was... right.
No fear, no shame.
Just, ....
Us.
Pure.... perfection.
He breathed, and time moved on.
Heat rose in her cheeks, and he glanced down at an unsure Meridah- and listened.
"Life?" he asked, his voice sputtering into a semi-startled choked -fha-a. "Meridah," his voice was soft, somewhat bemused, love tempering his baffled expression as it softened into a smile meant only for her.
And then his only other obligation dove through the treeline with her errand complete.
He kept on smiling, though this one was meant for two. Family.
Us, expanded.
He cast a worried glance at the wounds, his gaze darkening as he considered 'worse'. No no bad urgh save rescue time travel... sigh. Meridah.
He looked back at Phoenix, eyeing the leaves and nodding once to show his consent. Oh, yes, he'd help.
Voda looked back at 'Mama', catching the glistening tears that would not fall in those lovely time-worn eyes. She was there, her body was battered, she was wounded in ways he could only hope to someday understand- or, if not, at least soothe as much as possible- somehow- and...
Us.
He smiled, a mixture of sadness and yearning and hope and joy and love and excitement stirring all together until all he could do was stare at her and smile. With Himself and his heart in his eyes.
Time moved on, Meridah. But I was only ever always Yours.
We grow, we change, our bodies... shift... Phoenix grew, her mind matured, we all have LIVED through this and time has taken its toll and then some... but some things. Some things never change.
"Meridah..." Love. His own eyes stung with tears. "Welcome home."
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 8:10 pm
It was still so unbelievable. Never would she had imagined she would ever be in his presence again, to be free of the shadows which had consumed her life for long. Scars would remain for some time, if not for life; yet they were not a death sentence...and with luck they would fade over time and become but a blemish on what she called life.
Eyes connected.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Promises made as adults seemed so different than the ones they made as children; not fueled by a daydreaming fantasy; seen through rose tinted vision in a world filled with wonders. They were words carved into the stone of resolution, each stroke made with wisdom and the understanding of such a profound but simple word.
Always wasn't forever.
Forever didn't mean always.
It instead meant that no matter the trials faced, one would fight and claw through whatever barrier hindered the view of forever...a promise to fight on. "Life." She echoed, offering her own smile which showcased the soul which had longed to break free of such dark confines. "Always."
She'd managed to spy his gaze shifting, and the mare was quick to act in accordance. "Voda." She spoke softly, touching her nose to his. "You should understand the worst pain I ever had. The worst moments of my life was realizing the possibility i'd never see you again. That this...right now, was gone. That I left you waiting...and left Phoenix...even if not by choice. Wounds will heal, scars will fade, but losing you....it tore my heart to pieces..." Meridah sharply inhaled, staring into those comforting eyes; ones she could so clearly see her own reflection looking back at her.
Tears....it couldn't be helped.
Her own fell freely, pressing her cheek against his; as if she couldn't get close enough; chest shuddering to contain her sobs.
"I'm alive...." Meridah spoke, barely about a cracked whisper...finally feeling the weight lift slightly as since she'd 'awoken'....she was so, so thankful she was spared; and was alive for this.
Alive for them.
Even Phoenix, who was quick and focused on making sure the leaves were placed properly couldn't help but beam; her wing quickly wiping away her own tears. Family.....forever. She thought, taking but a quick glance up at her parents. She was sure she'd become more emotional later, but first...she'd let them have their time while she attended the wounds.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2015 8:32 pm
"You never lost me." Voda accepted her embrace, his tail twitching to try and curl around her- but, instead, he just barely grazed her legs with its tip; she was bigger now. And so was he. "You just... couldn't see me, for a little while."
He settled for shifting so that as much of him as possible was with her.
It was scary, not being able to see her. To find her. To hear her, touch her, be with her. But, that was over now. They didn't have to... live... like that any more.
They had each other.
And that would always, always, be...
He reached around and nuzzled her by reflex, then withdrew to steady contact once more. "You're alive, we're here, finally, together." He smiled. "Always." An echo of a childhood promise, constant and yet renewed.
He helped where he could, aiding little Phoenix- not so little any more- in tending the physical wounds.
He checked in every now and then, embracing her one more.
It felt... good. Right. To be able to be in contact with her.
To feel... welcome.
To feel Right.
He hadn't meant to belittle her sharing the worst pain she'd ever felt; but even now he wanted to reach backwards and tell the little filly, the scared little Knight, that he was here. Not here-here, not physically near, but here.. He gazed into her eyes, he looked at her chest, her mind, her Self. You are You, and no one else, no matter the trials, no matter who you became in order to survive, you're You, and she's You, and in a little bit of You there's some of me.
I'm Yours.
He smiled, and looked at Phoenix, and back to her.
"Thank you."
For being you, for being mine, for returning, for living, for merely existing.
Thank you, all of you.
Voda breathed, and smelled salty air and tangy... red... and her, and them.
It's okay.
We're home now.
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