"I am the one thing in life I can control. I am inimitable , I am an original ."
Mother had been reluctant to let him outside very often. She had said the smoke was too bad, that she worried for his health and safety, for Anemone’s as well. For a while Regis was content to listen and follow the rules set forth, spending an awful amount of time resting when he did so little.But... for as young as he was, Regis was intuitive. He might not have understood just how bad the fire could become or how bad it already was, not really, but what he did know was that his father was out there alongside their uncle Ulric, and he missed and worried about them.
It wasn’t often he’d see his father since the fires had begun and smoke ruled Delumine, but when he did, it was never for long and he was always too tired to play or tell any of his wondrous stories.
At first, it seemed today would be no different; that he’d get a couple hours with his entire family, end up saying goodbye to his father for the remainder of the day, and then stay cooped up waiting for his return. That was until word began to spread just as quickly as the fire itself that somebody was outside, beckoning them to come.
Beside his father he stuck, his still tiny form bumping against his foreleg as they made their way outside. The smoke tickled his throat and caused him to cough, but the colt did his best to suppress it, to appear strong just like Somnus, like Eulalie, like his sissy Anemone.
Tipping his head back to get a better look at the dark colored equine, Regis was drawn to the bright pattern embellished on his forehead and looked on in childlike wonder. Who was he, and why had he asked them all to gather? Had he come to help douse the flames and bring back the smiles that had become so rare, and return their light?
IF YOU STAND FOR NOTHING, WHAT WILL YOU FALL FOR?
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