California is bright and sunny, the sun as scorching as - but there are flowers here, and green, and there had been no green there, or if there had been it had faded in his memory under the weight of salt and sand.
Sabina's mom smiles at him with the same warmth and care that - but no, there's none of the understanding in her eyes, none of the knowledge of all that's truly gone wrong. She cares anyways, and that's what matters. He shouldn't try to imprint someone else on top of her.
One day, after weeks of clear sun, the rain begins out of nowhere, torrential, and Alex is caught in it halfway back to the house. Sabina finds him an hour later, still just sitting there in the rain, arms locked around his knees as he shakes, and she holds him even if she doesn't understand why, and it isn't until later he even realizes that not all of the water on his face was rain.
books, post scorpia rising, i wasn't done yet dw!!
Sabina's mom smiles at him with the same warmth and care that - but no, there's none of the understanding in her eyes, none of the knowledge of all that's truly gone wrong. She cares anyways, and that's what matters. He shouldn't try to imprint someone else on top of her.
One day, after weeks of clear sun, the rain begins out of nowhere, torrential, and Alex is caught in it halfway back to the house. Sabina finds him an hour later, still just sitting there in the rain, arms locked around his knees as he shakes, and she holds him even if she doesn't understand why, and it isn't until later he even realizes that not all of the water on his face was rain.