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Estinien Wyrmblood ([personal profile] coerthantorment) wrote in [community profile] aionlogs 2022-08-03 06:01 am (UTC)

[If the touch against his shoulder was a current of connection between them, her hand falling against his shard feels like lightning - the kind strong enough to restart a frozen heart. While not quite as potent as touching a shard that's been fully exposed, his spirit pulses with the comfort of trust and a prickle of ill-ease, all at once. As with many things Hayame-related, it's complicated.

If anything, though, it's that potent complication, that raw knot of feelings, that draws him most easily from the dream that traps him. He can feel her there with him. She wants him to return, and with how far she's come, he couldn't bear to refuse her now.

Along with that empathetic touch of his shard, she will feel his lungs begin to move beneath her hand. The breath that had been so shallow is stronger now, and with it, the crystalline veneer that traps him begins to break and fall away into nothing.

He sags forward slightly, his weight against her hand. She will see the softness return to his features, the feathers of his wings no longer sculpted into place, but light and airy to the touch. The warmth has returned to his flesh, no matter how pale it might be.

Through still locked in slumber, he has returned to life.]

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