They were supposed to have moved on. Nobody had said that directly of course, but Ky could read between the lines. The deserters were gone, never to be missed or mentioned again. It wasn't that easy for the young boy though. He couldn't stop thinking of @Bennet, wondering what adventures she was getting up to, worrying about her safety. Even at night he dreamed of her, calling to him from far away, out of his reach; Sometimes beyond a vast ocean, others atop a tall, steep mountain. Always he would try to answer, try to reach her in time – he wasn't sure what would happen if he didn't, but it was something bad – around him, strange creatures would attempt the same, scaly, worm-like beasts some with wings, others legs, sometimes both or neither, and all of them reaching for the young dragon in the distance, compelled to heed her call. He never did. He always woke up, feeling hopeless and angry, and tired like he hadn't slept at all. He'd spend his waking hours wandering the woods, trailing the out runners of the river as far is he dared go to still be back home by nightfall. The only one who could truly draw him out of his trance was @Atropos, for her he would do anything, even pretend he was still living, that half of him wasn't impossibly far away. The others? He tried, he really did, especially his father, he didn't want to seem like he was still angry, still shutting him out, that wasn't it. He was just; Broken… Watching the trailing streams of the water was the only thing that could blow a touch of life back in his lungs, knowing that the river was travelling to all sorts of places, even if he couldn't. So he did, walking their lengths or, as now, sitting quietly and observing their currents, awake but dreaming. Word count: 317 ”Speech” Thoughts |
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