Aeon TO FALL AND REWRITE THE BITTER END He was certain he would come in last, he had felt several others pass him by once more. Were they completing their second laps past him as he was completing his first? He was stretching his body and doing his best to cover ground efficiently. He was clearly not made for speed. The turf had become torn and soft making it slippery to turn on, he was carefully making sure he didn’t skid and end up falling in a compromising manner. He’d rather come last than fall and be injured. Being injured would affect his ability to complete his duties within the court and he couldn’t allow that. Phoebe the new soldier seemed faster and more spritely at this task than he was. He made a mental note of this, it wasn’t entirely unexpected - but it was good to confirm her talents. He felt guilt as he moved past the fallen mare, her screeches of pain echoing in his ears. He wanted to stop and help but the race was a task to complete. He couldn’t help but look back and see her finally get to her feet, he would make a mental note to check on her later. Running across the finish line wasn’t as satisfying as he expected after this accident. He was more filled with concern than adrenaline and satisfaction. He felt slow and worried for the court member. @Pangaea |