Is it in poor taste to compare a life history to a parable? Likely so, but Eli weaves her words with such a sobriety that Venom expects a hungry wolf to be part of her narrative, or maybe a king who orders that children spend sleepless nights spinning riches out of trifles.
And, in a way, her reality doesn't seem too far-removed from fairytale foibles. The patterns are there: the doomed rule of threes (two elder siblings and an extra mouth to feed, always), the burden of beauty, the father as an afterthought.
Venom's fingers tangle, as if in confirmation that this isn't a dream. He's seen far too many ghosts in his waking moments to rule out the possibility entirely.
"...That's no way to talk about an eleven-year old."
He says in her defense, though the honor he attempts to defend is likely decades, centuries displaced. Beyond reaching, beyond salvaging? Is it kinder not to try, or is the continued negligence another scar to compound upon all the others that will never show themselves on pale skin?
Venom frowns, and lays the now-dampened towel by his side.
oh man, I hope you're feeling better...!
And, in a way, her reality doesn't seem too far-removed from fairytale foibles. The patterns are there: the doomed rule of threes (two elder siblings and an extra mouth to feed, always), the burden of beauty, the father as an afterthought.
Venom's fingers tangle, as if in confirmation that this isn't a dream. He's seen far too many ghosts in his waking moments to rule out the possibility entirely.
"...That's no way to talk about an eleven-year old."
He says in her defense, though the honor he attempts to defend is likely decades, centuries displaced. Beyond reaching, beyond salvaging? Is it kinder not to try, or is the continued negligence another scar to compound upon all the others that will never show themselves on pale skin?
Venom frowns, and lays the now-dampened towel by his side.