More Nephilim. She'd sworn not to get tangled up in the affairs of shadowhunters ever again. But Ragnor had been right, she could stay out of a mess even when she wanted to. He'd compared her to a kitten and the Nephilim to a ball of yarn. Let the tangling commence. "I'm not sorry for it." Not when she looked into his eyes...
"I only met her for a short time. She was as complicated and crazy as her brother. But she had a level head. Far more so than her brother. She loved family more than anything else. Sound familiar? But that is really all I knew of her. She didn't run when things got bad... and she didn't cave under pressure. She didn't judge when I couldn't work a miracle..." That last part came out before she could stop it. Magnus' eyes widened slightly as she recalled how still Henry had been. The memories sifted and for a moment her eyes stung as she realized she couldn't fix him. She'd been right there... and she couldn't do it.
Pulling her hand to her face, she rubbed at it slowly and let out a quiet laugh. "You're out to make me walk down a path of memories aren't you?" First the Herondales... then her childhood. Screaming and crying filled her mind and she instantly shut the door on that memory. "Life isn't fair, Alec... I don't remember the name my mother gave me. It must not matter anyway. She likely took it with her when she took her life. Sometimes ideals can only help the future. It does nothing for the past."
Smiling against his forehead, she tipped her head till their temples touched. "If you mean that... if you really hold those ideals close... don't let another little warlock live that way. Every small change is worth a big one. One little rock can start a land slide." And maybe... just maybe... no more children will grow up so damaged like she was.
Sinking into the warmth, she felt the haze creeping over her as she smiled at his concurring with the desire for him to stay. Her eyes finally fell closed and all of the memories were chased away at the feeling of him close, the sound of his heart beat and the warmth of his body shielding her. Warnings went off in her head, but for now... she ignored them.
For now, she just wanted to sleep all of it away and for once feel like she didn't have to worry. And that's what she did. And she did so without shame or concern that someone might walk in. So even when the next days sun peeked in through the windows, she didn't stir and simply slept on like there were no reason to wake. Why should she? She'd never felt so content and happy in her life and she couldn't even put her finger on why...
One thing that did occur that she would likely ignore later... was that at some point in the night she'd started to purr. That gentle rumble rising and falling with her breaths as she held him close and shifted to bask in the few beams of light coming in through the mostly shuttered window.
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Date: 2013-08-25 12:03 am (UTC)From:"I only met her for a short time. She was as complicated and crazy as her brother. But she had a level head. Far more so than her brother. She loved family more than anything else. Sound familiar? But that is really all I knew of her. She didn't run when things got bad... and she didn't cave under pressure. She didn't judge when I couldn't work a miracle..." That last part came out before she could stop it. Magnus' eyes widened slightly as she recalled how still Henry had been. The memories sifted and for a moment her eyes stung as she realized she couldn't fix him. She'd been right there... and she couldn't do it.
Pulling her hand to her face, she rubbed at it slowly and let out a quiet laugh. "You're out to make me walk down a path of memories aren't you?" First the Herondales... then her childhood. Screaming and crying filled her mind and she instantly shut the door on that memory. "Life isn't fair, Alec... I don't remember the name my mother gave me. It must not matter anyway. She likely took it with her when she took her life. Sometimes ideals can only help the future. It does nothing for the past."
Smiling against his forehead, she tipped her head till their temples touched. "If you mean that... if you really hold those ideals close... don't let another little warlock live that way. Every small change is worth a big one. One little rock can start a land slide." And maybe... just maybe... no more children will grow up so damaged like she was.
Sinking into the warmth, she felt the haze creeping over her as she smiled at his concurring with the desire for him to stay. Her eyes finally fell closed and all of the memories were chased away at the feeling of him close, the sound of his heart beat and the warmth of his body shielding her. Warnings went off in her head, but for now... she ignored them.
For now, she just wanted to sleep all of it away and for once feel like she didn't have to worry. And that's what she did. And she did so without shame or concern that someone might walk in. So even when the next days sun peeked in through the windows, she didn't stir and simply slept on like there were no reason to wake. Why should she? She'd never felt so content and happy in her life and she couldn't even put her finger on why...
One thing that did occur that she would likely ignore later... was that at some point in the night she'd started to purr. That gentle rumble rising and falling with her breaths as she held him close and shifted to bask in the few beams of light coming in through the mostly shuttered window.