there's no going back
when you cross the line
She is so much smaller than him, and he feels the urge to protect her from the harsh world around them despite the fact that she is the older sibling, the one who would traditionally do the protecting. How cruel the world could be to the parentless child; was she an orphan, as well, or had her mother at least wanted her, loved her enough to stay? The question is at the tip of his tongue, but he can’t bare to ask it, can’t face the bitter jealousy that has always lingered just out of sight when he had seen the other foals with their parents -- not when he has just found her again, not when family is just within his grasp.when you cross the line
“I had hoped…” It was foolish to hope, though, wasn’t it? What had he hoped for -- that Iscariot might have met their father, that perhaps she could tell him that Mathias had abandoned them through some defect of his own, and not because they were somehow lacking? He doesn’t know how true his hope is -- at this point in time, can’t believe in it. All of the evidence of his life points towards the fact that he is the burden, the mistake, the unwanted child who was abandoned the moment he was born.
Instead, he pushes a hoof into the sand beneath them, the action a little too muted to be called a stomp, but still childish nonetheless. “That’s fine,” He decides, despite the way his heartbeat flutters in his throat, despite the fact he’s spent his life dreaming of the day he might meet his father or his mother and learn why they hadn’t wanted him.
“We don’t need him anyway.”
Mathias had never needed them, after all.
@Iscariot
