Someday I'm Gonna Be With You (Carmilla One-Shots)

The Earth & The Sun

Tags: Hollstein, screw grammar I make these sentences as long as I want

Laura clings to Carmilla like a snail to a rock. Her rock: her earth, a ball of fiery passion with a hard outer shell. Her hands traverse her blemished skin like lonely vagabonds, getting lost on their meandering path with no clear destination, but eventually coming to the same point to rest above her heart and to cup her face and to hold her fate in her achingly lonely hands and to know that they are no longer alone because soon Carmilla's ice cold hands are in hers again, entwined.

If Carmilla is Laura's earth, then Laura is Carmilla's sun. She is the light which reveals all of her blemishes and erases them with honesty, purity, and forgiveness. Her life was torn from her at nineteen and for centuries she hiked down a dark, dank tunnel with an ever-teasing light at the end which only seemed to get further and further away the more she neared it, but the light, she's taken shape; and now she's drawn closer to her; and she is holding her in her arms, whispering sweet words, and drinking her in to get a taste of her -- her sun: her end and her beginning.