[There is often a bittersweet edge to their time together, as the little lingering bits of practicality Polonius's children cannot avoid whisper in the recesses of her mind. Tonight, blessedly, the melancholy falls silent.
When she closes her eyes and feels the solid presence of Faramir beside her, cheek against her hair, all Ophelia can feel is the absolute joy of true comfort.]
If that is so, I am... elated. E'en now.
[Even with a new ache in her soul. Even with a life she must return to that grows harder to bear every day.]
/a million highfives
When she closes her eyes and feels the solid presence of Faramir beside her, cheek against her hair, all Ophelia can feel is the absolute joy of true comfort.]
If that is so, I am... elated. E'en now.
[Even with a new ache in her soul. Even with a life she must return to that grows harder to bear every day.]