2024-07-25 - Shayled Weeps - 8.4

Myrcelleth is keenly aware of their own youth, now, and after the spat between Shayled and the other non-bonded humans, he now trails after her. He knows who he has to look up to and, while Shayled had not interested him much before, she was a much more important creature now. She was an example of who they’d like their bond mate to be, if they do have one. They’re still not sold on the idea… at all, to be blunt, but if they do not have a choice they will make do. Make sure to make do.

They feel for Shayled’s weeping, her strange waters that flow down her face as he feels her pain. How do people who have so little still give so much? How will they repay them? This… didn’t sound like they expected repayment, that they expected any kind of payment at all, but Myrcelleth feels for Shayled. Feels how much it is needed, how incomplete Shayled feels without it, especially with how much was given with no return expected.

It is nice, but it hurts. As most things do, Myrcelleth supposed. This was how the world seemed to work, as unpleasant as it was. The only way to repay this was to be kind in turn.