Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20161230170421

"Yes. There is."

Slowly, Cyndwella walks up to Eva, her eyes locked on hers. There is something decidedly different about her body language. Gone is the flighty swagger; in its place, something Eva has a difficult time identifying.

Cyndwella stops just short of Eva. Slowly, she reaches up and places a hand on her cheek, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, her fingertips moving slowly up to her hair. The caresses are gentle.

"Your forgiveness," she says, her words soft and careful, almost whispered. "I didn't know...I didn't know."

Cyndwella's other hand reaches up and gently rests on Eva's shoulder. Eva almost feels as if something, a darkness, is being pulled from her heart.