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Zera stumbles slightly as she tries to run down the Eastern beach, fighting tears. Stronger she may be, but she is far from sure-footed and the sandy ground is difficult.

It is some time before she stops, breathing raggedly, and sinks down onto a rock far back from the waves.

He had never sounded like that before. Never.

And she had- Stupid. She knows how important his music is, and still she had interrupted, and...

She wraps her arms around herself. She doesn't dare go back.

Date: 2006-01-04 09:53 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forsaken-bard.livejournal.com
With a long sigh, having failed completely to come up with an effective yet appropriate way to do so, Joar considered that he ought to simply let Zera decide. It was easier that way.

With a soft smile, Joar held out his arms to Zera. Not a large motion, but an invitation nonetheless.

Date: 2006-01-04 10:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forsaken-bard.livejournal.com
Joar's hands rise to her waist. It was odd holding her this way. A downward pressure-the weight of his arms and hands. Nothing meant intentionally.

A soft smile on his face.

Date: 2006-01-04 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] forsaken-bard.livejournal.com
Adjusting slightly, lest his leg quickly go numb, Joar wrapped his arms around the girl curled in his lap. A soft smile as he glanced down at her. Pulling his cloak tightly around both of them, the breeze off the sea held a chill.

Resting his head against hers, the only part of her visible under the grey cloak, Joar held on tightly to Zera. It was not particularly hard, resting in his lap as she was.

He felt no need to say anything at all. This was apology and resolution enough for him.

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