Sharp lines and taut strings
Theo, Theo, Theo
No, Ned is comfort. Ned is safety. Ned is the sudden silence in a world of cacophony and if only Theo could be that be comfortsilencesafetysimplicity --
Oh what is the secret behind Theo?
But maybe there is no secret. Maybe he is as empty, as broken, as loud, as crazy and Lina cannot see it. Lina cannot see past -- He wants. Fame. Fortune. Acknowledgement. He is consumed and she is drawn into his orbit; sucked in swallowed down engulfed --
She draws herself up, pulls away. The Southern belle has her strength and her dignity and she may not have weight, but she has her power.
A tilt of the shoulders
A twist of the fingers
Ned doesn't need seducing. Ned is just... there. Easy. Simple. A rock. An abstraction turning into facts. A lifeline. He pulls her out of deep waters, just by kindness. And she needs to escape because Theo, but Ned --
And maybe it's not wrong. Maybe this simplicity is what she wants and needs and craves but cannot get because Theo wants and Theo needs and Lina
cannot be anything other than what she is needed to be.
No matter how hard she tries.
What you want.
What you will get.
But it's not her ascent.
it's her descent
Character work on Lina; Three Days of Rain by Richard Greenberg.