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[firefliiedarch]

☆ ; @dcvorakk​ │ unprompted ? / accepting !

──   " Ah, how long I haven't seen Asra... Is everything okay with him? Err, you know, I was just worried about you two. "

✦ ;   soft hues of gold glance towards the man rather quickly ,   yet take in his words carefully & slowly .   the magician a fool ,   yet not entirely a simple - minded one .   more often than not ,   thoughts race through their mind like wind .   full of them ,   yet scattered ,   as an amnesiac ,   if leaves them lost ,   dazed ,   & often confused .   yet asra never really helped the situation more than to alliviate the headaches or migraines that came with trying to think - or rather , remember .

not that julian here is at all trying to make them remember anything ( was he ? ) .   but pythia cannot help but to wonder upon his words .   such words seem to linger within them ,   her mind trying so hard to understand what they mean ,   yet things seem to not connect at all .   perhaps he is simply mumbling to himself ?   like always ?   has it always been like that though ?   or is he indulging a little .   alas ,   the fool cannot seem to tell .   & they are left ,   perhaps ,   with a bit of confusion .   with that confusion ,   however ,   she is also worried .   something they know does not quite add up to everything ,   but for the life of her ,   she cannot fathom why .

          ❛ julian .  .  . ❜

the shopkeep is trembling ,   yet they do not understand or know why ,   let alone realise until hands attempt to reach for the other .   just as they reach ,   it is as if they retract .   as if forgotten thoughts & memories bury themselves deeper .   she is neither scared nor afraid to say anything ,   but she genuinely cannot find the words to answer .   not yet at least .

not yet .

                                              is everything okay with asra ?

pythia wonders the very same thing .   that magician is anything to obvious in their feelings .   but from what she can remember themselves   ( which perhaps is not much to begin with ) ,   asra was simply being ‘ just asra ’ .   yet something is saying otherwise .   something ....   that is missing .   perhaps missing from own from memory .   but she cannot see past that veil without bearing unimaginable pains .

she wants to .   oh !   how she wants to !   but given their current state ,   pythia cannot .   & unfortunately ,   it almost brings her to tears .   minutes pass before they finally bring themselves to say something else .   anything else really !   yet she is ,   at this point ,   trembling .

          ❛ no .  .  .   julian .  .   i .  . do not kn - .  .  . ❜                    ❛ no .  .  . ❜

forgets to breath for a second or two ,   & they are suddenly fearful .   not yet lost sight or awareness of where they are ,   but pythia struggles to ground herself .   but in that bout of panic ,   she sees only julian looking at back .   it is enough for something to get her breathing .   albeit inconsistent & without pattern ,   but she’s struggling to keep up in any other way .

when did she lose the ability to read others ?

always had known to have it before .   she knows it was easy - natural for her .   but when ?   when did she lose it ?   & how does she know she lost it ?   can feel her head swimming ,   no longer are thoughts in winds ,   but they are waves crashing ,   being swallowed .   internally she can feel it .   their body becoming a bit heavier .   yet not quite enough to push over just yet .   she has to turn back .   she has to stop .   but she does not want to .

            ❛ why ? ❜     mumbles softly .   this time reaching for his arm - just for support .   voice timid ,   yet desperate for answers .   asra never told her ,   they never really tell her anything .  there is not much hope julian will say anything either ,   but she still asks anyway .   ❛ what happened .  .  ?   between you .  .   & asra . ❜

          ❛ why are you .  .  .   worried .  .  ? ❜