[The kittens are dead too, she thinks bleakly but doesn't say. If they were wild and without a home, no one would have thought to grab them and hundreds of miles is a long way for such small creatures to run even given multiple days to do so. She was lucky she got out with her horse given how late she had stayed, anything smaller that hadn't fled had no hope.
Mithiel's gaze comes back into focus as she looks at Cel and her totally-not-crying. It is a sad thing, there is little that could be sadder. It had all of the horrors. There had been war, torture, homes destroyed, families ripped apart and people killed. No one and nothing escaped it and this land that had been theirs almost since the beginning of time now sat underwater, slowly creeping further and further down.
She doesn't know what to do, entirely, she has nothing left in her to offer to comfort anyone. She cannot even comfort herself and as an only child she had always been good at that.]
I do not think I could scream. I feel defeated, deflated like a waterskin that has a hole in it. NĂ¡mo would welcome me if I let go. [She adds the last sentence quietly, as if genuinely thinking about it.]
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Mithiel's gaze comes back into focus as she looks at Cel and her totally-not-crying. It is a sad thing, there is little that could be sadder. It had all of the horrors. There had been war, torture, homes destroyed, families ripped apart and people killed. No one and nothing escaped it and this land that had been theirs almost since the beginning of time now sat underwater, slowly creeping further and further down.
She doesn't know what to do, entirely, she has nothing left in her to offer to comfort anyone. She cannot even comfort herself and as an only child she had always been good at that.]
I do not think I could scream. I feel defeated, deflated like a waterskin that has a hole in it. NĂ¡mo would welcome me if I let go. [She adds the last sentence quietly, as if genuinely thinking about it.]