Sentinel of lost causes ✥
Elise did not know what had transpired, one moment she had been at bait of another, vulnerable beneath the encumbrace of forceful one o’er her own, then it had been waking to find obscurity in surround… the rupture of solace had been her own murmures, whimpering as her chest heaved with impossibility of breath. Head remained to be queasy, lids veling sight as she tried to ease the apprehension at bear, another’s voice had been the wake for her, sight of Theo being the rupture of the quietness as form removed coverlets and sought for him, silently fore pressed to the camber of his collar, arms roundabout the midriff of his body… she had found an anchor to keep herself grounded at present, nightmares soon dissipating from thoughts.
It was his scent that had soothed her, lingering moments amid them that she would guard for the recurrent nights that will come, nightmares never easing but accumulating along… was she proper? to be this close to another… it was something she had enver considered proper, even when it felt… good, right… suiting. “Its nothing…” That was the sole response as her frame moved away from his. “— I am sorry I woke you… I did not mean to…” Elise respired profoundly before a forced smile graced quivering brims. “I am alright, you can go… back to sleep, I’ll be alright… it was just a dream”. she had spoken… yes, but she did not desired solitude, what she needed was to have him close, the realness of him sufficient to ease her troubles away.