A/N: Nothing to say really, except that I don't really like # 17. Or # 20. Oh well. =\ I'm going to try and elaborate on the more...complex areas of the relationship next. Namely, the fact that Rachel clearly has Faerie blood in her and, well, Escad's feelings towards this. That's pretty much what the title of this thing alludes to--the differences between men, between people, and the idea that, essentially, there are none. We all have bodies, minds and souls. We all feel and calculate and question. We all love. We are all children of the same Creator, any way you look at it. I suppose that the EscadxRachel relationship is, really, an exploration of the truth that men can deny and ignore but can never really prove wrong, using two people who have spent a good deal of their lives running away and end up seeing facets of this truth in eachother and, together, in the world.
And, uh. Yeah. I guess I had something to say after all. XD
Onward!
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the difference.
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#11 - Blur
In a blur of purple and blue she was at his side, crying out his name as warm blood steadily pooled around his body, seeping into the thirsty earth, staining her hands as she tried to stem his wounds, sobbing.
#12 - Wait
"Wait," Escad pleaded, reaching for her hand as she turned away, "Please."
#13 - Change
"Do you really think your hate is going to change anything, Escad?"
#14 - Command
"Shut up!" Rachel suddenly snapped, and out of sheer shock, he did; "Just shut up!"
#15 - Hold
Escad held her then and she forgot everything else; he pressed his face into her hair, cradled her head with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her body and held her like he would never let her go again.
#16 - Need
"I don't need anything else," he whispered into her ear, and Rachel had to remind herself to breathe.
#17 - Vision
The dreams were getting progressively worse and worse, and although Escad was there every night she woke up sobbing--"It's okay, Rachel, I'm here..."--even he wasn't enough to chase away her fears; the only thing he couldn't seem protect her from was herself, and it killed him.
#18 - Attention
She had stopped to gaze at a particularly lovely piece of jewelry displayed by one of the vendors, enchanted; Escad watched her lift it delicately into the light, watched it glitter in her sun-lit eyes and found that, even though he knew he was staring, he couldn't bring himself to look away.
#19 - Soul
"Why do you suppose we have souls?" he asked completely out of the blue one day; Rachel stared at him as he gazed into the sky, and realized he was being serious (well, when wasn't he?).
#20 - Picture
"Oh," said an old woman to her husband, watching as a tall swordsman passed escorting a charming young girl with iridescent wings, "Oh, look, aren't they a lovely couple?"
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