08-21-2014, 06:07 PM
Lyra looked up and down the hall again. Was it really so simple? Just doing whatever one wanted? She'd never been able to take someone on their word. Not in her world. Words didn't mean anything there. They often times weren't even allowed. The rulers of her world said lots of words. Though they were usually full of lies and deceit.
She felt that while the physical chains were gone, she was very much emotionally bound to the rituals and habits of her world. Unable to make choices and decisions for herself, and afraid of everything. Then he was saying that thing again, about protecting her. She watched him with a different expression now. Golden eyes danced over his face in wonder. She, believed him. Trusted him even.
That thought, Lyra found, was liberating. Minimal as it was, it was certainly progress. She nodded a light, almost unnoticeable nod, and continued down the hall. Every few steps, Lyra would glance at him. Maybe checking to be sure he wasn't planning something sneaky. Maybe just checking that he was still there, or searching for encouragement or approval.
Her glances became farther and farther apart, until Lyra quit glancing at him all together. She'd cast quick glances at the decorative arts in the halls before returning her eyes to her toes or Kurako. But even those actions faded, and by the time the pair reached the outdoors, Lyra had seen almost every detail of every piece, even touched some of them.
When she finally stepped outside, Lyra turned back to Kurako with brighter eyes than she'd had since being here. There was an eagerness and even a subtle joy in her features now, though they would be almost unnoticeable if one wasn't really watching. Golden eyes danced over the temple grounds in search of Solaris.
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