❛ little bird. (Posts tagged siilverspriings)

❀ | can you hear me?

“We’re fine ‘Delia. I swear it.”

“— Are they gone now? Where are the girls?”

❀ | can you hear me?

“Hunters, they tried to make a sneak attack.”

“Oh my… Are—are all of us alright?”

(❛&. The White Witch. )

“What do you mean?”

“Something bad is going to happen,
there         there was so much blood…
Please, Stevie, you have to trust me.”

“Danger is all around us. Sometimes it’s obvious…
sometimes it’s in the last place you would expect.”
She looked at the younger woman. “The thing that
matters…is that you are there no matter what it
 comes down to.”

Now she had to take off her sunglasses
to at least try to wipe her scarred eyes,
now that she was tearing up. The pain
was both burning and stinging at the
same time, making her swallow hard.
❝I had to go blind to see the truth,
Stevie. I had to go blind to be less
worthless for this Coven, but I still
can’t protect them with my new sight. ❞

siilverspriings:

“There, much better hm?” She smiled, going
 back to the piano. Rhiannon’s familiar chords
 hit along the ivory keys. “You’re worried about
 your mother, and the girls.” She stated once again.

She could’ve listened to this sweet
melody for hours straight… Nothing
would’ve been able to comfort her
like Stephanie Lynn Nicks’ music.
Though, of course, the sorceress
was right. ❝Yes… We’re in danger.
I don’t know how to explain it but
I can feel it. Something is wrong.❞

“There is nothing that I have done that I
 want to hide. I am not worried and neither
 should you. Come,” she gently took
 Cordelia’s hand, guiding her toward the
 piano to sit. “You sit and I play hm?”

  Before she could reply or change
her mind, she already felt Stevie’s
warm hand on hers; and with it, a
rush of unwanted pictures. Things
she already knew about the White
Witch and things she would keep
to herself now. But all in all, Stevie
was right; there was nothing bad.
  When she was sat down, Cordelia
pushed up her sunglasses softly
and nodded, fixing her floral skirt.
  ❝ I would love to listen to you,
             — thank you. ❞

siilverspriings:

“When I discovered my power as an empath,
 I discovered with my music I can used my
 powers the best way I know how.” She reaches
 her hand for Cordelia to take. “Come on…”

She took another step forward, but
eventually hesitated, shaking her
her blonde head upon the request,
even if the gesture was so sweet,
but using her new Sight on Stevie
and looking into her past was wrong.
❝ I—I can’t, I can’t take your hand… ❞