[ Hushed with awe, and as much to herself as it is to him: ]
They are like us.
[ Alexandrie turns her face to look out the window for a moment, to find those points of light outside the illusion. They are no less beautiful for her new understanding of them— are, perhaps, more beautiful because they too are born and die and turn around each other and collide. Have children, in a way, with other stars. Linger bright in memory after they are gone. Are grieved for by the fabric of all things.
All of this is happening in the sky, far away. Farther away than she can understand, to a number of stars far beyond her ability to count them, this has been happening without her knowledge and suddenly everything in the world is something worth wonder.
But most of all him.
When she turns her face back, it is to look at Loki the way she did the stars. To follow him in watching not the illusion he had made but its light on him. She cannot keep from reaching to touch his face any more than she could keep from reaching for the stars he'd made. She cannot keep from shifting so she can kiss him any more than that. ]
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They are like us.
[ Alexandrie turns her face to look out the window for a moment, to find those points of light outside the illusion. They are no less beautiful for her new understanding of them— are, perhaps, more beautiful because they too are born and die and turn around each other and collide. Have children, in a way, with other stars. Linger bright in memory after they are gone. Are grieved for by the fabric of all things.
All of this is happening in the sky, far away. Farther away than she can understand, to a number of stars far beyond her ability to count them, this has been happening without her knowledge and suddenly everything in the world is something worth wonder.
But most of all him.
When she turns her face back, it is to look at Loki the way she did the stars. To follow him in watching not the illusion he had made but its light on him. She cannot keep from reaching to touch his face any more than she could keep from reaching for the stars he'd made. She cannot keep from shifting so she can kiss him any more than that. ]