Better and better still. Something to be had here, and something to be admired. Something genuine, and ah, how rare is that? It is and will be worth the playing out, worth these gestures and the periods of waiting, worth investing time and some part of himself.
This admiration, the welcome in her eyes. That alone is worth worlds!
(It is also admittedly unsettling, and through it Grantaire catches the breath of a whispered warning - playing too close, inevitability of it written in her eyes, isn't the same, isn't the same - but brushes it aside; if there should chance to be truth in it, such is life, and all will pass. Now is the time for enjoyment. Now is the place for earthly pursuits.)
Grantaire moves his fingers from her hair in a motion both cautious and firm, tracing the line of her jaw, thumb brushing over her cheek. Displays admiration and a growing interest.
"Your humanity is to your credit; pure divinity stands cold, removed as it is from the passions bound up in flesh." Something known too deeply, there - those of marble and abstraction, those insensible - but he skirts the thought and carries on. "To walk the line between humanity and the divine, to be both earthly and ethereal, is a feat rarely attained and worthy of great praise; indeed, of immortalization. Consider Helen and Ariadne, Calypso and Psyche, consider all such women who touched the divine and remain with us in name and image, who are yet adored by dream-struck mortals.
"The name 'Irma' is, I declare, destined to stand among them, and may even outshine their enchantment."
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Date: 2013-06-04 08:47 pm (UTC)This admiration, the welcome in her eyes. That alone is worth worlds!
(It is also admittedly unsettling, and through it Grantaire catches the breath of a whispered warning - playing too close, inevitability of it written in her eyes, isn't the same, isn't the same - but brushes it aside; if there should chance to be truth in it, such is life, and all will pass. Now is the time for enjoyment. Now is the place for earthly pursuits.)
Grantaire moves his fingers from her hair in a motion both cautious and firm, tracing the line of her jaw, thumb brushing over her cheek. Displays admiration and a growing interest.
"Your humanity is to your credit; pure divinity stands cold, removed as it is from the passions bound up in flesh." Something known too deeply, there - those of marble and abstraction, those insensible - but he skirts the thought and carries on. "To walk the line between humanity and the divine, to be both earthly and ethereal, is a feat rarely attained and worthy of great praise; indeed, of immortalization. Consider Helen and Ariadne, Calypso and Psyche, consider all such women who touched the divine and remain with us in name and image, who are yet adored by dream-struck mortals.
"The name 'Irma' is, I declare, destined to stand among them, and may even outshine their enchantment."