1 Mar 2023, 00:55
Emotions vs Posture
Mentioning @Rhys Read
Azzy had had a really rough day, between them finding out they were going to be a younger sibling, having to deal with misgendering because they had forgotten their binder, and how they felt about Rhys... How they felt about Rhys were starting to tear them up inside. They couldn't forget the way Rhys looked at them when they had met. Their heart skipped beats around them. They took breaths as they ran to the ballroom, holding a violin case tightly in their hand as tears stung their face. Their breathing quickened as they reached the ballroom. Hands shaking as they opened their violin case. Inside laid a few strands of horse hair, one strand from each of their Clydesdale's. A black and white strand, from their horse, Balance. A black strand from their horse Shadow, and a white strand from their horse Moonflower. They stroked each strand before picking up the violin and bow, resting their chin on the black piece, taking a breath and playing Photograph by Ed Sheeran. Their breathing steadied as they drug their bow across the delicate-looking strings. The chords singing in the echo of the empty space, tears slipped down Azzys face as they played, each note filled with emotion and value, carrying the vulnerability Azzy had felt, the stress releasing from their body, suddenly it became easier to breathe. Azzy's thoughts wandered to Rhys once more. They imagined them, they day the unlikely pair had met. The way Azzy felt about them. Their heart fluttered as their fingers instinctively moved to the notes, a smile worked it's way onto their face, the end of the song had finally neared. When Azzy set their violin back in it's case. They felt so much better. As if the weight on their shoulders had been lifted from them. They were finally sure how they felt. They were sure they had fallen hard for Rhys.... now how to tell them....
Azzy had had a really rough day, between them finding out they were going to be a younger sibling, having to deal with misgendering because they had forgotten their binder, and how they felt about Rhys... How they felt about Rhys were starting to tear them up inside. They couldn't forget the way Rhys looked at them when they had met. Their heart skipped beats around them. They took breaths as they ran to the ballroom, holding a violin case tightly in their hand as tears stung their face. Their breathing quickened as they reached the ballroom. Hands shaking as they opened their violin case. Inside laid a few strands of horse hair, one strand from each of their Clydesdale's. A black and white strand, from their horse, Balance. A black strand from their horse Shadow, and a white strand from their horse Moonflower. They stroked each strand before picking up the violin and bow, resting their chin on the black piece, taking a breath and playing Photograph by Ed Sheeran. Their breathing steadied as they drug their bow across the delicate-looking strings. The chords singing in the echo of the empty space, tears slipped down Azzys face as they played, each note filled with emotion and value, carrying the vulnerability Azzy had felt, the stress releasing from their body, suddenly it became easier to breathe. Azzy's thoughts wandered to Rhys once more. They imagined them, they day the unlikely pair had met. The way Azzy felt about them. Their heart fluttered as their fingers instinctively moved to the notes, a smile worked it's way onto their face, the end of the song had finally neared. When Azzy set their violin back in it's case. They felt so much better. As if the weight on their shoulders had been lifted from them. They were finally sure how they felt. They were sure they had fallen hard for Rhys.... now how to tell them....
"If the men find out we can shapeshift, they are GOING TO TELL THE CHURCH!"
𝕬𝖟𝖗𝖆𝖊𝖑 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖊