4/26/2026, 1:48 AM
Something inside of her hurt at the sight of him, ached, but she knew it wasn't a bad kind of pain. It was the kind where what you feel for someone can't possibly be contained in your physical form and began spilling out, like cracks in a well-loved mug.
They connected and the puzzle pieces began to slot into place, as though they were precisely who and were they needed to be in that moment.
Khyan was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. The most wonderful thing she'd ever heard.
Her own language spilled from his lips and Idalie felt her chin wobble. The weight of the words themselves hardly registered over the affection pouring from her soul.
"Khy, ti adoro. Ti amo. Sono tuo, " she breathed into him, her face buried into his fur before she pulled back to study his face, wild-eyed. She was talking fast, she knew, but she couldn't help it - not when he'd disappeared and she'd been lost without him. "Stai bene? Sei ferito? Dove sei andato? "
They connected and the puzzle pieces began to slot into place, as though they were precisely who and were they needed to be in that moment.
Khyan was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. The most wonderful thing she'd ever heard.
Her own language spilled from his lips and Idalie felt her chin wobble. The weight of the words themselves hardly registered over the affection pouring from her soul.
"Khy, ti adoro. Ti amo. Sono tuo, " she breathed into him, her face buried into his fur before she pulled back to study his face, wild-eyed. She was talking fast, she knew, but she couldn't help it - not when he'd disappeared and she'd been lost without him. "Stai bene? Sei ferito? Dove sei andato? "