Erato/Aimée Renaud (love_songs) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2015-07-14 02:19:00 |
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Entry tags: | erato, terpsichore |
It's all ending
After this.
Erato had stayed right where she was until the bar manager came looking for her at closing. Wordlessly, the brokenhearted muse got unsteadily to her feet and gently deflected concern with a smile that could barely even be called a ghost of its usual self. Cheeks stinging from the salt of tears, she unlocked her guitar and mic, vaguely aware that she didn't feel entirely present in her body as she did so.
What had she done?
Self-recriminations running through her head, she barely waited until she was out of the bar and away from view before stepping into her suite at Labyrinth. Abandoning her instrument and equipment in the middle of the room, Erato toed off her shoes and crossed to the dresser where she took off all her jewelry, even the necklace. Moments later, her stained stage dress pooled to the floor and stayed where it fell. It was replaced with a simple loose dress in white cotton, one that brushed her ankles and vaguely resembled the tunics of her youth. Erato did one last thing, tapping out a text to Cora that she was going to the new house for a few days. She didn't wait for a response before leaving the phone on the dresser too, and stepping to Tithorea.