Jarek
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Here behind the curtain lies a darkness feeding
Pooled inside, in hunger cries, and still it's eating
Everything I had to hide is all on my sleeve
And behind the curtain lies my soul, I’m bleeding
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------His heart thundered in its boney cage, he fought to keep a cool exterior. The anxiety and apprehension was only rising within him. How had it been that he was to stumble upon her in this fashion? What kind of torment did they have in plan for him. He felt like the wind had been sucked from his lungs, that he would never take another satisfying breath until she took one with him. He had never had such an overwhelming instinctual feeling on so many levels as he had in these moments.
“So it will be,” he replied softly to her speech, his voice was naturally hoarse so speaking softly took effort. “Go with safety, walker of the planes, until we meet again.” It would seem that he was watching his destiny walk away. Escaping his company. It had not unfolded anything like he had imagined. He did however not expect to meet her face to face in this manner. He didn’t flinch, he didn't move to follow her. He knew that if he was to have even the slightest chance he had to build her trust. Inside he ached and heaved, externally he dropped his head and picked at the grass beneath him.
His mind flipped in circles trying to make sense of what had just happened. It took all of his internal strength to not watch her walk away. He understood enough social interaction to know that would look…menacing. Sometimes he forgot his size, he forgot the way that it spoke before his words had a chance to make their meaning known. It felt colder without her presence. He had at times struggled to believe in previous touted fated lovers. But, this experience had shattered any doubt in his mind. Each moment before, had been building to this very day.
The cold and harsh trek had been worth it to have the truth revealed. It was his failure previously that had allowed him to arrive here. He had not had much chance to converse with others about the gods that they worshiped in these lands. He knew however that none were as primal and as deep as the connection he felt with the desert deities. Their forever changing faces and feelings swirled him in his dreams. He would keep his promise, there would be a future for them unlike any other.
