She leans her head against his touch, as though it were not the hand of a body wherein no life resides.
"You know my feelings," she says. Rae has never been good at talking about her feelings. Too often they are too conflicted to be set into words.
Dawn is her time of day. The rebirth of light, and the ending of darkness. Hope, and light, and life, and everything she is fighting for. But she can't deny that she feels drawn to him.
She doesn't know whether these feelings for him are temptation or love or simply longing for that which she doesn't have, her dark mirror. But she knows that with the night comes so much more than what can be found by day, that in its own way, the darkness can be more comforting than the light. Brutally honest, yes, and unapologetic. But real. As real and as capable of warmth and kindness as the light, shining all the brighter for coming from the darkness, like the sea of stars on a moonless night.
"Your presence gives me... things I never knew I needed."
Rae knew of her love for the light, but he is a physical embodiment of her desire for the dark. Her desire, perhaps, for some sort of balance. Or simply for him. She wishes she knew which, and wishes she could deny the feeling that this can't end well.
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"You know my feelings," she says. Rae has never been good at talking about her feelings. Too often they are too conflicted to be set into words.
Dawn is her time of day. The rebirth of light, and the ending of darkness. Hope, and light, and life, and everything she is fighting for. But she can't deny that she feels drawn to him.
She doesn't know whether these feelings for him are temptation or love or simply longing for that which she doesn't have, her dark mirror. But she knows that with the night comes so much more than what can be found by day, that in its own way, the darkness can be more comforting than the light. Brutally honest, yes, and unapologetic. But real. As real and as capable of warmth and kindness as the light, shining all the brighter for coming from the darkness, like the sea of stars on a moonless night.
"Your presence gives me... things I never knew I needed."
Rae knew of her love for the light, but he is a physical embodiment of her desire for the dark. Her desire, perhaps, for some sort of balance. Or simply for him. She wishes she knew which, and wishes she could deny the feeling that this can't end well.