OPEN | prompt two | LOVE

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prompt two | L O V E And what you can never know from the beginning is how hard or how long you'll love something; how even when it is gone the love will chase you down, loping like dark flame through your blood. — Some lies are love. — Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones. This is the kind of thing you see if you sit in the darkness with open eyes, not knowing the future. The ruin you've made.

 

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[oceansjoy]

I don't think I'll ever fall in love.

[landlocks]

[ He kneels down and taps her on the nose. ]

Hey, now. You never know.

[oceansjoy]

[She just looks at him for a long time and shakes her head]

No, I don't think so.

[But she puts her hands on his face]

[landlocks]

[ He lifts his eyebrows as she looks at him and wonders what on earth is happening behind those large eyes of hers. When she places his hands on his face, Kristian puffs them up so that her fingers move back and forth on his cheeks. ]

And why not?

[oceansjoy]

[She pauses because she doesn't want to tell him, but then she's not good at keeping secrets from him. Her eyes are ridiculous, more seallike right now than usual, maybe it's because they're so watery and dark.]

Because someone'll take my coat if I do. That's what it means, right? That someone gets to take my coat and hide it.

That's what happened to momma. And yours, too.

[landlocks]

[ He's very good at being strong and attentive when he's near her, like he feels like he can finally do right by the magical women of the sea rather than all the wrongs he's visited on his mother with his life and his birth. But at her words, Kristian's expression falters slightly, his cheeks pausing in their billowing huff puff. ]

Not all the time, Abi. Just sometimes. Somebody loved your mom and my mom a whole lot. [ A beat. Somebody selfish, somebody who couldn't let them go. ] Just not enough.

[oceansjoy]

You wouldn't do that, right?

[It's a look to break a heart, her eyes]

[landlocks]

[ Worry gives way to something else — something deeper, like sadness and a life's worth of regret. He can't lie to her, not wholly.

Kristian presses his lips together. ]

I'd never do that to you, never ever. [ He lifts a finger and draws a small 'x' over his chest. ] Cross my heart.

[oceansjoy]

Okay.

[Her arms go around his neck and she buries her tiny face in his shoulder]

I love you best, Kristian.