#isabeth my beloved

[fadedfromtheportraits]

I absolutely love this!!! [Also, sorry for anyone who didn't sign up for me spending every waking minute gushing about this series, but this is pretty much gonna be my entire personality for the forseeable future]

Isabeth screamed, and it wasn’t a sound at all, clawing at the air and catching nothing in her grasp. She twisted and writhed in the air, hysterical mind turning to the animal instinct to catch herself in the wind as she plummeted from the sky, wax wings melting off, her reflection a blur on the icy lake. It was nothing but a brilliant smear of golden light that still wasn’t hot enough to burn, just glow falsely in the beaming sunlight, like a pathetic candle in front of a burning building. It was the light equivalent of roadkill- it was like somebody had created a squirrel full of glitter and gold, and then ran it over repeatedly with their car. It was the pathetic, weak glow of the nightlight- significant and proud in the nighttime, but revealed of its weakness the very instant the sun crests the horizon and reveals the tiny lightbulb to be the pathetic waste it is. It wasn’t anything to be remarked upon, and the sun would barely notice touching it with its unfailable, perfect light.

         But then, like a lightswitch, the world went dark, and for a split second Isabeth was hit by the terrifying reality, the lonely last words of Icarus, the fear of the cord yanked from the wall, the candle at the end of its wick, the certain knowledge that the sun ever cared about this whining beast’s fate. Isabeth twisted herself up at the sky one last time, desperate to see even the glimmer of a star, but they twinkled at her mockingly, seeming to giggle in tinkering voices at her flailing limbs and desperate-scream-that-wasn’t-a-scream. And then they turned away from her once again, turning their attention back to the light that matters.

         And then Isabeth crashed through the reflective surface of the frozen lake, sinking below the icy waters to drown, shattering her spine and causing her melting wings to freeze and break with a sickening crack, and nobody even said a word.

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