Darcy didn’t like the way she appeared to forgive him too easily. It put a weight of responsibility on him that he wasn’t quite comfortable harboring when it came to a breaking and entering stranger that wasn’t in her right mind.
When Lanoria popped up from the couch, Darcy stepped away from her as if she were more dangerous than a tiny woman who was pulling on his hand to press her mouth to his cheek. Other than the slight lean that was forced into him by her tugging, he didn’t react to that misplaced, affectionate gesture. Darcy heard himself saying “good night” to her. Something automatic and hollow sounding in his ears. A polite reaction to her own farewell.
Turning abruptly on his heel he walked away from her, using the flat of his hand to slap light switches off as he moved through the house. The house fell into darkness more or less, save for a light in the kitchen that had been left on. It spilled into the living room with a soft glow that was expected to be enough for Lanoria to deal with through the night. In his own room, Darcy didn’t bother turning the lights on. He shuffled through the familiar darkness until his knees met the edge of his bed. Climbing across the sheets and blankets, he dropped his head onto one of the many pillows shoved at the head of the bed.
After about an hour or so of silent ruminating, staring at the blank wall across from him, Darcy fell asleep. Fully clothed and on top of the bed sheets.
When Lanoria popped up from the couch, Darcy stepped away from her as if she were more dangerous than a tiny woman who was pulling on his hand to press her mouth to his cheek. Other than the slight lean that was forced into him by her tugging, he didn’t react to that misplaced, affectionate gesture. Darcy heard himself saying “good night” to her. Something automatic and hollow sounding in his ears. A polite reaction to her own farewell.
Turning abruptly on his heel he walked away from her, using the flat of his hand to slap light switches off as he moved through the house. The house fell into darkness more or less, save for a light in the kitchen that had been left on. It spilled into the living room with a soft glow that was expected to be enough for Lanoria to deal with through the night. In his own room, Darcy didn’t bother turning the lights on. He shuffled through the familiar darkness until his knees met the edge of his bed. Climbing across the sheets and blankets, he dropped his head onto one of the many pillows shoved at the head of the bed.
After about an hour or so of silent ruminating, staring at the blank wall across from him, Darcy fell asleep. Fully clothed and on top of the bed sheets.
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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