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sorikusJust got a blog again, so it's simply time to cross-post fic I guess!
This Roseali drabble is kind of important to me since I really love the idea of TOZ the X's Alisha and Rose getting married. ;_;
Like I expressed on AO3, I don't know if a contentment like theirs is possible, but I'm glad if at least they can have it.
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bysorikus / sailingskies on ao3
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This Roseali drabble is kind of important to me since I really love the idea of TOZ the X's Alisha and Rose getting married. ;_;
Like I expressed on AO3, I don't know if a contentment like theirs is possible, but I'm glad if at least they can have it.
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in this moment, in the future
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sorikus / sailingskies on ao3---
When Alisha slides the ring onto her finger, this overwhelming feeling—this warmth, whenever Alisha pressed against her, at her side, into her arms—rises and blooms and bursts through her, becomes tears rolling down her face, hotter than anything. Rose cries softly for some time, surrounded by a garden of flowers. It's a happiness that cannot be choked away.
Still, the thought tries to, as if to help, in its own way. You are in danger.
But she'd seen it, that moment before. Alisha's smile so gentle, and her gaze shimmering, as if she held a love inside she could never really hide. Her hand, rough and covered in calluses, holding her own so tenderly, and bearing the ring Rose had placed upon her finger, the legacy of their smithing efforts alongside Edna, Mikleo and Zaveid. Their past together, up to now, spilling, unfurling from the heart.
There is a thought that had settled into her, much deeper, all those many days ago, when they bore the weight of the world side by side, together with Sorey.
It will be all right.
She thinks, leaping into Alisha's embrace again, their blithe laughter intermingling with Eguille's bawling, in the distance—that it just might.
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Still, the thought tries to, as if to help, in its own way. You are in danger.
But she'd seen it, that moment before. Alisha's smile so gentle, and her gaze shimmering, as if she held a love inside she could never really hide. Her hand, rough and covered in calluses, holding her own so tenderly, and bearing the ring Rose had placed upon her finger, the legacy of their smithing efforts alongside Edna, Mikleo and Zaveid. Their past together, up to now, spilling, unfurling from the heart.
There is a thought that had settled into her, much deeper, all those many days ago, when they bore the weight of the world side by side, together with Sorey.
It will be all right.
She thinks, leaping into Alisha's embrace again, their blithe laughter intermingling with Eguille's bawling, in the distance—that it just might.
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