It's pride that keeps her back straight, and nothing else, as something like shame begins to creep into her limbs. Up her throat, her temper was always a fast thing, burning quick and hot, it didn't leave much but embers in its path. A charred piece of earth with nothing left to give.
And she rapidly begins to realise, the land she has left behind is her own wife, hurting and with wounds dug up.
She'd seen the portrait, certainly. He had looked proud. But Lakshmi hadn't - hadn't thought much of it. It was as pointless as wondering what life had been like if her family had the gold to match their prestige.
So finally, finally, Lakshmi shuts up. Her teeth clicking together. Not sure what to say, or do, now all that pain had shouted itself to foolishness. Confused, unsure, so stiff in her limbs, she goes the direction that Magni indicates. Her skirts gathered up in her hand, trying to work out what to do, what to say. How to undone what she might have just done because she hadn't stop to think -
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And she rapidly begins to realise, the land she has left behind is her own wife, hurting and with wounds dug up.
She'd seen the portrait, certainly. He had looked proud. But Lakshmi hadn't - hadn't thought much of it. It was as pointless as wondering what life had been like if her family had the gold to match their prestige.
So finally, finally, Lakshmi shuts up. Her teeth clicking together. Not sure what to say, or do, now all that pain had shouted itself to foolishness. Confused, unsure, so stiff in her limbs, she goes the direction that Magni indicates. Her skirts gathered up in her hand, trying to work out what to do, what to say. How to undone what she might have just done because she hadn't stop to think -