@deconsecrated: ☁ dante falling asleep against sayuri pls n thank.
In the distance the echoes of laughter fill the ordinary quietness, at times she can see small shadows dance about. The warmth of the bright sunny day put her at ease, until a familiar name cried out with childish excitement. Standing, her silhouette moves with ease, head tilting to the side as she playfully chimes, “Did you come to join us?” before her all she can see is crimson. There was no place safer than in her care, while she was no longer another name setting forth to rid this world of evil her hands continued to extend forward as a shield. To the small children around her, she was nothing more than a warm figure who told a thousand stories && kept the demons at bay.
He looks exhausted, enough that her features soften as a hand extends forward urging him to follow. “Come on, sit with me - we can have tea” the same comfort she has given after so many years, cups that brim with rose scented brews, her gentle voice that offers an outlet. Under the willow tree blankets are set, scattered toys && peculiar looking doll perches against the tree. She has not left this garden since they said goodbye, it was only in this moment did she feel ease wash over her heart, there was no need to remain on guard or give till she couldn’t.
Her knees pull upwards, resting against her chest as Sayuri grins, “I think the two of them could take us down, we’re really no match for their energy” a jest when in truth, she adores every second of it. It was rare for Hikaru to interact with children his own age, hidden in the shadows the enchantress would snarl if anyone came too close, but Dante wasn’t a threat; he was one of few she put her trust in. There was an innocence in forgetting what remained around them. Darkness that threatened to consume the light, the knowledge that whatever remained in the shadows would not rest, but she would never allow such harm to be. Gently, the flowers sway in the warm breeze, yellow lilies && towering sunflower stalks, they held no use for a sorceress but brought happiness to those who would pass by.
Her grey-blue eyes suddenly felt heavy, but there was heat she knew all too well surrounding her. The tickle of snowy white locks, his form that smells of gunpowder && the sweetness of strawberries. Always fighting, even behind that big smile of his, she knew deep down there was little time to rest. “Ah, Dante, wait!” Suddenly, her body hits the ground, laughter erupting as she still holds tight. In the midst of such horrors, she wanted to be an escape - the semblance of normality they were denied from obtaining.
A place to find refuge in when the days were long && the night felt never ending, when the echo of another gunshot rang out tainting the hands in blood. This garden could act as that, their own haven far away from the rest of the world. As slender fingers weave into ivory locks, she hums a gentle song from another life. It keeps the nightmares away! The voice chimes, but she cannot place a face to it, just a memory that remains. “I swear, you will burn out” Sayuri tuts leaning forward to press a gentle kiss upon his forehead. If only they could live like this for eternity, where blissful days never end, it was a dream she held close to her heart. If a time ever occurred that he could not lift the sword, she would be there holding it up as a silent vow; so long as she remained nothing will harm them.
// send ☁ for sender’s muse to fall asleep against receiver’s.
#𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝﹕ chasing the skyline while seeking constellations. #𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐲 : crawling from hell with the utmost grace. #deconsecrated #// crying at the thought of patty and hikaru running about together #// sayu over here softly worrying for dante but he's just one giant demon cat #// catch me here being a crying mess over these two