11 - Lost Heart [OPEN]

[chosenbytheocean]

WHO: Moana
WHERE: 7I – Ocean
WHEN: August 3rd
OPEN TO: EVERYONE
WARNINGS: None

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Sad Thoughts & Losses

Small earthquakes had begun to tremble through the two villages but Moana didn't pay them any attention. She crossed the breach and made her way towards the ocean that rested on the other side, hoping to find a friend waiting for her.

She stood at the shore, her feet bare while the wind tugged softly at her grass skirts. There was so much that Moana wanted to ask the ocean but she couldn't find her voice. She knew that it wouldn't reply to her, she was too far from the home that she knew. Frustration rose in her chest and she kicked at the water, sending thick droplets into the air around her.

"Why aren't you here!?" She yelled at the water before falling to her hands and knees. Everything hit her at once: the loss of her friends, the loss of the heart and the constant reminder of her failure that hung like a beacon around her neck. Moana began to cry softly, her body shaking as the tears streamed freely down her cheeks.

"I need you." She whispered to the ocean, her voice soft as she begged for some way to escape the crushing defeat that weighed heavily on her shoulders.

Comments

[bit_fairytale]

"That's not unique," Amy says, trying to soften the words, but she feels like she needs to say it. "I've seen galaxies, the past, the future, dinosaurs on a spaceship and aliens on earth and beyond, and I still barely understand any of it," she admits, which is saying nothing about the headache of a knot that her relationship with her daughter is.

"If the ocean is special and talks to you, then it talks to you," she says, maybe a bit stubborn, but she's still lashing out after years of being told the Raggedy Doctor hadn't been real. "Maybe it's just cross? Did you piss it off?" she quips wryly.

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana released a short huffy breath that in any other situation might have been laughter. "If it was, it would have told me. The ocean is…" It was very sassy and wasn't afraid to tell Moana when it was displeased with her.

"I just..." She was scared that the ocean had given up on her. "I'll keep going." She declared in a soft voice. "Even if the ocean doesn't respond. I won't give up. The ocean choose me…" She paused again. "I have to believe that there is a reason why." That it wouldn't come to regret choosing Moana instead of someone more capable.

[bit_fairytale]

"There probably is," Amy agrees, because in all of time and space, she knows that there's always reasons why. It's one of the old reliable things that she clings to, because there has to be a reason why she's here, why Rory's gone, why they can't see the Doctor ever again. Even if she doesn't understand it, she has to believe in the why.

"Come on," she encourages. "I hate walking back alone, even if I like being here alone. Come keep me company," Amy coaxes, which is more of a demand than anything else.

end?

[chosenbytheocean]

Moana hesitated before pushing herself to her feet. "Yeah." She brushed the sand off her skirt and legs before turning back towards Amy. There was a light expression pulling across her features though it wasn't quite a smile.

"Thank you Amy."