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Week of kin - 2nd day

When Rohven had distanced himself from their parents to get more wood for the fire Phéarel approached him in the shadows of the little cottage they still lived in. Indeed nothing had changed much here...
"Rohven..." she whispered slowly walking towards him. The dark elf paused in his movements and turned around. "Ph.....Phéarel?" he asked tentatively into the darkness. Phéarel took his hands and led them to her face, letting him feel her features with his fingers. "Yes. it's me." she just said, looking at the bandage that was bound around her brothers eyes. Behind that cloth lay the same silvery eyes as she herself had, now though useless for him...
Rohvens hands were stroking over her face "is it really you?" Phéarel bit on her lips gulping down the knot that was building up in her throat. She just nodded, not knowing what to say, even rethinking this is had been the worst decision ever to come to talk with him.
"Where have you been?" he asked her. She closed her eyes and let go of the breath she had been holding. "Please don't tell mother and father that I have been here."
"Wha....Why?! Don't you know how worried we all are! And now you suddenly show up here and want me to hide it!?" bottled up emotions and rage were shining through his voice now. "Rohven please it's better like thi-" - "Why!" he interrupted her, rage at the edge of his cry. "Why did you never come back, Phéarel?!?"
It was becoming harder to gulp now. "It's...complicated" voice trembling, her emotionless facade slowly crumbling, giving room to emotions she had been keeping locked away. "No! I won't accept that kind of explanation!" he implied.
She reached out her hand to stroke his cheek now, wishing she could just take her memory away from his mind... "I am so sorry, Rohven.... for what happened, for not coming back.....everything is my fault...."
Rohven frantically shock his head and went to grab her shoulders shaking her. "That's no excuse! Don't you know what we have been through! We miss you! -...- I miss you! I miss having my little sister, El! Do you have any idea how much mother suffers....". An ache in her chest area, like air was being forcefully pressed out of your lungs, suddenly emerged."Listen Rohven, don't go looking or asking around for me. Know that I am fine, I can take care of myself, I have a roof over my head and a ...work...Tell mother to stop worrying." - "As if this would make anything better, Phéarel!" his grief now turning into anger "You know what? If you didn't want to talk with mother and father why even come here in the first place?" Phéarel was taken aback by his outburst and took a step backwards, then she slowly pulled away from his grip. "Goodbye Rohven, I never had the chance to say these words in person...." and then she was gone in the night...... A faint 'wait' could still be heard from behind her...
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...she has her mothers eyes ... (reference totally intented hihii)

Credits:
Brushes from jonchan/avodkabottle and from My Brush Pack

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Week of kin - 2nd day

When Rohven had distanced himself from their parents to get more wood for the fire Phéarel approached him in the shadows of the little cottage they still lived in. Indeed nothing had changed much here...
"Rohven..." she whispered slowly walking towards him. The dark elf paused in his movements and turned around. "Ph.....Phéarel?" he asked tentatively into the darkness. Phéarel took his hands and led them to her face, letting him feel her features with his fingers. "Yes. it's me." she just said, looking at the bandage that was bound around her brothers eyes. Behind that cloth lay the same silvery eyes as she herself had, now though useless for him...
Rohvens hands were stroking over her face "is it really you?" Phéarel bit on her lips gulping down the knot that was building up in her throat. She just nodded, not knowing what to say, even rethinking this is had been the worst decision ever to come to talk with him.
"Where have you been?" he asked her. She closed her eyes and let go of the breath she had been holding. "Please don't tell mother and father that I have been here."
"Wha....Why?! Don't you know how worried we all are! And now you suddenly show up here and want me to hide it!?" bottled up emotions and rage were shining through his voice now. "Rohven please it's better like thi-" - "Why!" he interrupted her, rage at the edge of his cry. "Why did you never come back, Phéarel?!?"
It was becoming harder to gulp now. "It's...complicated" voice trembling, her emotionless facade slowly crumbling, giving room to emotions she had been keeping locked away. "No! I won't accept that kind of explanation!" he implied.
She reached out her hand to stroke his cheek now, wishing she could just take her memory away from his mind... "I am so sorry, Rohven.... for what happened, for not coming back.....everything is my fault...."
Rohven frantically shock his head and went to grab her shoulders shaking her. "That's no excuse! Don't you know what we have been through! We miss you! -...- I miss you! I miss having my little sister, El! Do you have any idea how much mother suffers....". An ache in her chest area, like air was being forcefully pressed out of your lungs, suddenly emerged."Listen Rohven, don't go looking or asking around for me. Know that I am fine, I can take care of myself, I have a roof over my head and a ...work...Tell mother to stop worrying." - "As if this would make anything better, Phéarel!" his grief now turning into anger "You know what? If you didn't want to talk with mother and father why even come here in the first place?" Phéarel was taken aback by his outburst and took a step backwards, then she slowly pulled away from his grip. "Goodbye Rohven, I never had the chance to say these words in person...." and then she was gone in the night...... A faint 'wait' could still be heard from behind her...
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...she has her mothers eyes ... (reference totally intented hihii)

Credits:
Brushes from jonchan/avodkabottle and from My Brush Pack