Never had a day at STN-J gone by so uneventful. Other than her being
late, nothing happened. They didn't find any new witches, no suspicions, or
attacks. All Robin was left with after work were thoughts of Amon.
It was strange how he was suddenly all she could think about. She wanted to know what went on beneath those mysterious black locks. His face may not show emotions, but deep in his eyes, they still glittered of his feelings. Even that wasn't something that Robin would pay attention to, yet, she knew.
Robin held her hand up from the water of the bathtub. Tracing the fold-lines of her palm with her index finger, her thoughts wandered across her memory of his face. She could only imagine what his smile would do to her. Would she fall apart like water dripping from a countertop to the floor, or like the shattering of glass?
"A smile, a symphony among stars..." she whispered to herself. "Why cant it find its way to his lips?" she asked the silence of the bathroom.
She had her fingers on her lips imagining the look of a smile on his own. "The lips, where the stars worship emotion. All that falls near its shrine, petty emotions."
Robin sighed and ducked beneath the water. Slowly, she sat back up straight squeezing the water from her blonde hair. She pulled at the chain of the plug at the end of the tub and stood to allow herself to drip-dry for a moment before reaching for the towel. She wrapped it tightly around herself stepping out of the now empty tub. Slowly stepping across the cold floor Robin let out a sigh.
Her fingertips barely grazed the surface of the doorknob and she glanced up at her reflection in the mirror before it all... ~*~*~*~
Robin slowly opened her eyes blinking upon the sight of the dark room.
"Where am I?" she whispered into the darkness.
She flinched as cold fingers wrapped around her arm gently. "Robin," came a familiar voice. "You don't remember what happened do you?"
"Amon?" she called into the dark, tracing his arm up to his shoulder from his hand. "Amon, where am I? Why is it so dark?" she asked him nervously. She sat up towards where his voice had come from trying to find his face with her hands.
Amon took her hand pulling it from his neck. "Robin, your apartment..." he paused and pushed her back down against the pillows, "relax."
She laid back trying to calm herself, "What happened to my apartment? Where am I, Amon?"
"Calm yourself!" he shouted, "Don't worry yourself to death!" He placed his hand gently on her shoulder as if to tell her where he was. "Your apartment burned down, along with the rest of the building. They still don't know for sure If it was you who started it. You obviously don't remember it." She felt him moving around on the edge of the bed. "We found you in your bathroom, surrounded in flame. It seems your eyes are all that are damaged. You need rest, Robin. Your eyes cant take the pressure of light right now. Try to hold your powers back. Do you understand?"
She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. "What am I to do till I can see again? How will I eat? Amon?" she waved her arms around trying to find him after he stood from the bed. "Amon?"
"You're going to have to be strong for all of us, Robin. STN-J now has to work without you. Just stay calm, trust me to take care of you. Can you do that, Robin?" he asked as he remained hidden by the darkness.
"But Amon?" she reached out still trying to find him. "Where are you?"
"STN-J is working without both of us now," he continued. Eventually, she felt his hand stop hers from waving about.
She never had noticed the warmth they had at the time till then.
He folded her hand into his, cupping his hands over hers. "I'm here, so don't worry." The rustling of his long jacket was all she could hear before she felt his breath on her cheek. "Do you trust me Robin?"
She looked up in the direction of the breathing, staying silent for a moment. Though the moment was merely a second, she felt as if she had a minutes thinking. All leading to the same answer, "Yes."
~*~*~*~
Robin felt around trying to figure out what it was she had on. It felt like she was in a towel, but it was wrapped around her tighter than she normally would have done herself. She glanced around the darkness looking for reassurance, "Amon?"
"Yes, Robin?" came his voice from her right. "What's wrong?"
Her arms extended into his direction immediately, "Amon, where are you?" she closed her eyes, trying to stress them, and felt around for him. It sounded as if he hadn't moved from his spot till she could be heard stumbling from the bed.
"Don't bother, Robin." He took her hand gently helping her catch her balance. "You should just rest."
She looked up trying to find his face with her eyes remaining unsuccessful. "I cant lay here and rot forever." She stared off into the darkness feeling her hands around for his face. Once more she had to trace his arms up to his shoulders and neck.
A tremble shot down her spine as he placed his hand on top of hers. "I understand. You are right," he paused as she felt up for his cheek. "I know my way around the room, do you want me to help?" he asked while pushing her hand from his cheek by her wrist.
"Yes, thank you," she answered finally.
He gently took her arm to turn her around. Once he had, Robin kept a tight hold on his hands. Her back was against his chest, all she could hear was her own breathing, and she couldn't see. She closed her eyes waiting for him to move her, and when he did, she was caught off-guard.
She stumbled and fell to the floor. Amon had tried to stop her but the only thing he could grab onto was her towel. Which came loose, causing her to fall to the floor nude.
Robin was happy that he couldn't see through this dreadful dark either. She was blushing horribly and didn't know where the towel went after he let go of it.
They both stayed silent as she reached around for the towel, finally finding it by his feet.
"I will find you clothes, Robin." His voice seemed unchanged, un- phased by what had happened. He grabbed her arm helping her up and directing her back to the bed before disappearing into the darkness.
~*~*~*~
The stars didn't twinkle, the moon didn't shine, faces never were lit, and nothing could ever be seen. Darkness has taken over. Too many questions are being asked, and not enough are answered. Why must the darkness take over? What can make eyes so useless? It didn't make sense that her eyes could be so damaged. She never saw anything.
Robin laid back and sighed. She was left with only the darkness and her thoughts to suppress insanity. She found her heart switching towards its more poetic form.
Time was indiscernible and nights carried on for eternities. Time began to lose its value. It somehow no longer mattered to Robin, only that her eyes healed and light became apart of her life again. She was depending on a photographic memory to support what light she knew of. But memories soon became useless. Soon she knew her own way around the room. Even using the bathroom became easy, although there always was the problem of bathing. Soap had to be put in a certain order, and a tall pile of towels shortened day by day. She missed the sight of the lights dancing in a ballet atop the water surface. The light gleaming past a window pane. Shadows playing tricks on the eye as any stranger passed by. She had even taught herself to put her hair up like she always had in the dark, she never needed a mirror anyway.
She often felt alone. Amon was always so silent. It had come to her having to sleep in his arms just so she could have the reassurance that another person was keeping her company. But it wasn't every night he let her. Sometimes she would find him sitting against the wall on the bed or against the wall on the floor. She would go to sit on the bed and find herself sitting against him. It was when he wasn't there that she had to sleep alone. It didn't bother her much though. She always slept alone before the eye injury, right?
The nights stayed silent and unheard of. Not really making a difference from whenever they got tired enough for sleep. It seemed like weeks that this continued, until Robin found out about Amon's light-less cell phone.
The ring frightened her nearly out of her own skull. She was spending her sleep in his arms and ended up on the floor when it went off.
And Robin heard the true reason why she was being kept in the dark.
It was strange how he was suddenly all she could think about. She wanted to know what went on beneath those mysterious black locks. His face may not show emotions, but deep in his eyes, they still glittered of his feelings. Even that wasn't something that Robin would pay attention to, yet, she knew.
Robin held her hand up from the water of the bathtub. Tracing the fold-lines of her palm with her index finger, her thoughts wandered across her memory of his face. She could only imagine what his smile would do to her. Would she fall apart like water dripping from a countertop to the floor, or like the shattering of glass?
"A smile, a symphony among stars..." she whispered to herself. "Why cant it find its way to his lips?" she asked the silence of the bathroom.
She had her fingers on her lips imagining the look of a smile on his own. "The lips, where the stars worship emotion. All that falls near its shrine, petty emotions."
Robin sighed and ducked beneath the water. Slowly, she sat back up straight squeezing the water from her blonde hair. She pulled at the chain of the plug at the end of the tub and stood to allow herself to drip-dry for a moment before reaching for the towel. She wrapped it tightly around herself stepping out of the now empty tub. Slowly stepping across the cold floor Robin let out a sigh.
Her fingertips barely grazed the surface of the doorknob and she glanced up at her reflection in the mirror before it all... ~*~*~*~
Robin slowly opened her eyes blinking upon the sight of the dark room.
"Where am I?" she whispered into the darkness.
She flinched as cold fingers wrapped around her arm gently. "Robin," came a familiar voice. "You don't remember what happened do you?"
"Amon?" she called into the dark, tracing his arm up to his shoulder from his hand. "Amon, where am I? Why is it so dark?" she asked him nervously. She sat up towards where his voice had come from trying to find his face with her hands.
Amon took her hand pulling it from his neck. "Robin, your apartment..." he paused and pushed her back down against the pillows, "relax."
She laid back trying to calm herself, "What happened to my apartment? Where am I, Amon?"
"Calm yourself!" he shouted, "Don't worry yourself to death!" He placed his hand gently on her shoulder as if to tell her where he was. "Your apartment burned down, along with the rest of the building. They still don't know for sure If it was you who started it. You obviously don't remember it." She felt him moving around on the edge of the bed. "We found you in your bathroom, surrounded in flame. It seems your eyes are all that are damaged. You need rest, Robin. Your eyes cant take the pressure of light right now. Try to hold your powers back. Do you understand?"
She let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes. "What am I to do till I can see again? How will I eat? Amon?" she waved her arms around trying to find him after he stood from the bed. "Amon?"
"You're going to have to be strong for all of us, Robin. STN-J now has to work without you. Just stay calm, trust me to take care of you. Can you do that, Robin?" he asked as he remained hidden by the darkness.
"But Amon?" she reached out still trying to find him. "Where are you?"
"STN-J is working without both of us now," he continued. Eventually, she felt his hand stop hers from waving about.
She never had noticed the warmth they had at the time till then.
He folded her hand into his, cupping his hands over hers. "I'm here, so don't worry." The rustling of his long jacket was all she could hear before she felt his breath on her cheek. "Do you trust me Robin?"
She looked up in the direction of the breathing, staying silent for a moment. Though the moment was merely a second, she felt as if she had a minutes thinking. All leading to the same answer, "Yes."
~*~*~*~
Robin felt around trying to figure out what it was she had on. It felt like she was in a towel, but it was wrapped around her tighter than she normally would have done herself. She glanced around the darkness looking for reassurance, "Amon?"
"Yes, Robin?" came his voice from her right. "What's wrong?"
Her arms extended into his direction immediately, "Amon, where are you?" she closed her eyes, trying to stress them, and felt around for him. It sounded as if he hadn't moved from his spot till she could be heard stumbling from the bed.
"Don't bother, Robin." He took her hand gently helping her catch her balance. "You should just rest."
She looked up trying to find his face with her eyes remaining unsuccessful. "I cant lay here and rot forever." She stared off into the darkness feeling her hands around for his face. Once more she had to trace his arms up to his shoulders and neck.
A tremble shot down her spine as he placed his hand on top of hers. "I understand. You are right," he paused as she felt up for his cheek. "I know my way around the room, do you want me to help?" he asked while pushing her hand from his cheek by her wrist.
"Yes, thank you," she answered finally.
He gently took her arm to turn her around. Once he had, Robin kept a tight hold on his hands. Her back was against his chest, all she could hear was her own breathing, and she couldn't see. She closed her eyes waiting for him to move her, and when he did, she was caught off-guard.
She stumbled and fell to the floor. Amon had tried to stop her but the only thing he could grab onto was her towel. Which came loose, causing her to fall to the floor nude.
Robin was happy that he couldn't see through this dreadful dark either. She was blushing horribly and didn't know where the towel went after he let go of it.
They both stayed silent as she reached around for the towel, finally finding it by his feet.
"I will find you clothes, Robin." His voice seemed unchanged, un- phased by what had happened. He grabbed her arm helping her up and directing her back to the bed before disappearing into the darkness.
~*~*~*~
The stars didn't twinkle, the moon didn't shine, faces never were lit, and nothing could ever be seen. Darkness has taken over. Too many questions are being asked, and not enough are answered. Why must the darkness take over? What can make eyes so useless? It didn't make sense that her eyes could be so damaged. She never saw anything.
Robin laid back and sighed. She was left with only the darkness and her thoughts to suppress insanity. She found her heart switching towards its more poetic form.
Time was indiscernible and nights carried on for eternities. Time began to lose its value. It somehow no longer mattered to Robin, only that her eyes healed and light became apart of her life again. She was depending on a photographic memory to support what light she knew of. But memories soon became useless. Soon she knew her own way around the room. Even using the bathroom became easy, although there always was the problem of bathing. Soap had to be put in a certain order, and a tall pile of towels shortened day by day. She missed the sight of the lights dancing in a ballet atop the water surface. The light gleaming past a window pane. Shadows playing tricks on the eye as any stranger passed by. She had even taught herself to put her hair up like she always had in the dark, she never needed a mirror anyway.
She often felt alone. Amon was always so silent. It had come to her having to sleep in his arms just so she could have the reassurance that another person was keeping her company. But it wasn't every night he let her. Sometimes she would find him sitting against the wall on the bed or against the wall on the floor. She would go to sit on the bed and find herself sitting against him. It was when he wasn't there that she had to sleep alone. It didn't bother her much though. She always slept alone before the eye injury, right?
The nights stayed silent and unheard of. Not really making a difference from whenever they got tired enough for sleep. It seemed like weeks that this continued, until Robin found out about Amon's light-less cell phone.
The ring frightened her nearly out of her own skull. She was spending her sleep in his arms and ended up on the floor when it went off.
And Robin heard the true reason why she was being kept in the dark.