Blackberry Fields some days it's hard to see

Maybe together we can get somewhere

Maia Destae

Karpos. The name almost sounded strange without her mother's honey-dipped tongue to smooth it over. Hadn't she always spoke so fondly of the boy? Maybe even more so than she had of Lachesis. Another pang of guilt tore her heart in half. "Karpos." Unbeknownst to the other woman, Maia tried to fix the harsh edges of it, to make the word sound right, but her own voice wasn't as soft and warm as Capella's. It lacked the calm sweetness that she'd grown so accustomed to. Gods she hated it.

Listening to Natalia speak was so painful and surreal, like realizing you're in a nightmare, but being unable to alter the outcome. Her mother would never know of the woman standing before her, or of Karpos' fate. A bittersweet ending, with heavy emphasis on the bitter. There were no happy endings in this tale. "O-oh.""She-e," But now wasn't the time. Her mother's secrets weren't hers to share, and she wasn't ready to talk about it yet, so she settled for a, "She mis-sed him ev-very day." Because her mom would want him to know that bit at least.

"She wond-dered where h-he was, and if-f he'd had any k-kids." It wasn't fair. Maia shouldn't be the one to know. It was her mother's family, not hers.

(This post was last modified: May 10, 2017, 08:10 AM by Maia.)

THOUGHT WE BUILT A DYNASTY THAT HEAVEN COULDN'T SHAKE

Talia was still in a mild form of amazement over the fact that she’d run into a Destae of all wolves! One who seemed to be in consensus that these were the lands that they’d heard about from their parents. The way she reacted to his father’s name. The girl’s stutter started to return, like she was going to say something else but the words couldn’t get past her throat – a feeling that Natalia knew all too well… she’d get there, with time. It felt a little bittersweet, and perhaps one day she’d return to her father and tell him, give him the answer to one of the questions he’d lost so much sleep over.

She tried to give a comforting smile, because the girl’s mood seemed a little tense, or maybe that was Natalia over-analyzing the stutter that had appeared once more. “I’m on a quest to find Lachesis.” She spoke softly, changing the topic away from their parents because it made her heart ache with desire to return to the lands she’d been born and raised in, and perhaps meet the pups she knew her parents were planning on having once more this spring, if she made it back on time… “Would you like to come with me? And find him?”

Cocking her head to the right, Maia considered Natalia's offer. Something about finding Lachesis felt important, as if the stories that she had been told would finally have the conclusion that they so desperately needed. They would be done, over with, completed. There would be no more room for imagination, no late nights wondering what the mysterious man looked like, or sounded like. Of course, that all depended on whether or not they could find him. Had he left the lore in search of a place that didn't remind him of Ana, and Shade? A place that didn't remind him of mom? 

Maia felt the familiar gnawing of anxiety in the pit of her stomach as the realization hit her again. Oh. Lachesis wouldn't want to see her. Not after everything that mom had done to him. Why would he care where Capella ended up, or whether she had children or not? She wondered if maybe it was better to leave him be, to allow him whatever peace he may have found. Above all else, she didn't want to be the burden that brought the walls he so carefully built around himself crashing down. "I.. I don't um, I d-don't kn-ow." She battled against herself, to keep her teeth from chattering, and her body from shaking. Of course he would want to see Karpos' daughter, but would he want to see Pella's?