OPEN | prompt two | LOVE

[wrens]

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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[packs]

[ Charlene was never like Adele, not even when she was very young and very foolish. She had always had something of a wayward heart, but it hadn't been nearly as wild or as free. No, it was only in following the moon-swallower's shadow, in feeling her own hackles raise in the stiffening cold, did she find her own claws and her mouth full of teeth.

If Adele is a wolf bounding through an open field, then Charlene is the pack that binds wolves together in loyalty and survival — both dogged and true. ]

You can love somebody and not've fallen into it, [ she says, thoughtfully. With Gideon it had been a slow creep finally punctuated by a vicious pounce. Not nearly the same thing, by her estimation. ]

[vitalities]

Yeah? That's what people always make it sound like; when you fall in love, you practically topple over a cliff. [ There's amusement in her voice. She isn't being serious, as usual.

This is what lights Adele's features with curiosity; the potential for a story. Despite her fairly irreverant nature, Adele has natural respect for Gideon, and therefore respect for Charlene as well, as well as a budding fondness for the both of them. Adele likes to observe love in others, and to hear about it too, even if she's not quite prepared for it herself. ] I'm guessing that's not how it went for you, right?