#I know Sintra is a place in Portugal shut it i just like the name a lot-

[morgan-the-lonely-brick]

Hey, I wrote a little thing I'd appreciate some feedback on. It's a little coming out as an enby for one of my characters. It's only about 500 words.

L'amieil/Sintra is about 40 y.o., AMAB, a spouse to their wife and a parent of 2 children.

Lissele is an immortal guardian of humanity.

They're good friends in the story and on a quest together with a bunch of other people. They're unimportant in this.

L'amieil's heart thumped at an incredible speed and with the force of a fire dragon.

Lissele heard it. She glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

He was looking straight ahead, with a worryingly blank expression.

She chose to wait before saying anything. That prooved to be the right choice only a few moments later.

L'amieil swung his left leg forwards and backwards and then stomped with it a few times, watching it move. "Do you think the name Sintra would suit me?"

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing." He made a step away from her and curled into himself. Subtle tears began forming in his eyes.

Lissele only blinked, staring at him. She pondered for a while. Then she finally spoke. "Look up at the stars. They shine the same, no matter where they shine or what name they bear. They're still the same stars. Some have one name for millenia. Some of their names get renewed quite often. Some stars have many, many names. Some stars don't have a name at all. But the stars remain... stars."

L'amieil slowly turned to her, shyly perhaps, or maybe it was fear, she couldn't quite tell.

"Would it make you happy?" she asked finally.

He looked down at his hands which he'd been clasping together so hard his knuckles have turned white. "I think so. I think it would."

"Sintra was it?"

He nodded.

"Then nice to meet you, Sintra," she smiled.

The tears in their eyes finally overflowed. The quiet of the night was torn open by a sharp inhale and then a sob so loud it must've been heaping up at the bottom of their heart for god knows how long.

"Hey, it's alright..." She made a few steps towards them and wrapped her arms around them. They were much taller than her, which made it all a bit awkward.

They trembled in her arms, barely able to get a coherent sentence out. "I was... scared you'd... So many, they... I- I was... Mocked me..." they sobbed, wiping tears away, but returning the hug.

"No, dear... I'll never mock you. And you know... Sintra is a very lovely name."

Another wave of sobs followed, with several quiet thank yous mumbled into her hair.

"Do you want the others to know, too?"

"I don't know. I... I barely know anything," Sintra mumbled, their voice breaking. Then they shook their head. "I just... I just know what I had isn't what I want. Maybe... I could try things out... And then see."

"Sounds good." She carressed their back as it slowly returned to rising and falling steadilly. "Let's get you something to drink, or you're going to have one hell of a headache later."

#I know Sintra is a place in Portugal shut it i just like the name a lot- #It came to me in a dream. #Also #I have not used the sintra tag yet and i know i cant use the actual like #Simply 'sintra' cause that would be confusing #I'n thinking of creating a last name or an addition or something #Because #I made the word ''sintra'' mean star in their language #And it would be really cute for their middle name to be Aimot which means ''in the sky'' #But I already gave the name Aimot to someone.... #They're unimportant though... I could change their name to something else and give it to Sintra #I'll do it for now before i fully figure ir out #If you want older Sintra content search the tag for #L'amieil #My ocs #Ocs #Writing #My writing #Nonbinary #Lgbt #Enby #Sintra Aimot #Smaller than heaven #Lissele