To make himself part of this world Entia was learning. He’d been here once. A while ago. Yet not much had stuck in his brain. Not that that notion was something new to him. In fact, it was not. There was so much that his eyes had seen that was forgotten. There was even more that he wished he could remove forever.
A flash. Blood spraying. Cyrus burning. The demon rising, snarling at him. He washed himself of the thought.
And another took the place.
The shoreline. Waves rising, falling. Singing to him a gentle tune. Calming the frayed nerves. The war was over, they had won. His son had died. He was bleeding, broken. Letting saltwater flood the wounds. Feeling the sting, to remind him he was alive. A gentle touch broke his reverie. Inwe was there. Then she was gone.
So many others. His beloved children. Naveen. The one who had stolen his heart when he thought it had been lost forever. Namtar, woman of fire and sand. Lucian, his brother forever.
All of them inside him forever.
Not as much fun when there was no physical presence, he thinks. There was his trademark smirk, the grin that appeared as he walked. Seze would roll her eyes at him for it.
At least walking along the edge of a lake was, well, not a place he was likely to slip and fall to his death. Not how he thought. He’d never know though. It might not be likely… but there was an audience here, one closer than others. His mismatched gaze turned to the stranger before him. And he thought to himself, better not be too much of an ass. A bit late to avoid looking like one though.
He grinned.
A flash. Blood spraying. Cyrus burning. The demon rising, snarling at him. He washed himself of the thought.
And another took the place.
The shoreline. Waves rising, falling. Singing to him a gentle tune. Calming the frayed nerves. The war was over, they had won. His son had died. He was bleeding, broken. Letting saltwater flood the wounds. Feeling the sting, to remind him he was alive. A gentle touch broke his reverie. Inwe was there. Then she was gone.
So many others. His beloved children. Naveen. The one who had stolen his heart when he thought it had been lost forever. Namtar, woman of fire and sand. Lucian, his brother forever.
All of them inside him forever.
Not as much fun when there was no physical presence, he thinks. There was his trademark smirk, the grin that appeared as he walked. Seze would roll her eyes at him for it.
At least walking along the edge of a lake was, well, not a place he was likely to slip and fall to his death. Not how he thought. He’d never know though. It might not be likely… but there was an audience here, one closer than others. His mismatched gaze turned to the stranger before him. And he thought to himself, better not be too much of an ass. A bit late to avoid looking like one though.
He grinned.
@Renwick
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