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"I am Windwalker. And I am of no herd. Once though, before the darkness and the cave, I lived in the Dragon's Throat." Dragon's Throat. The place where my lover had been supposed to be, but never were. "I am Wilibald, son of Hamfast, and Storyteller in the Hidden Falls." Herd brother? "It is a great pleasure to meet you both!" I flicked my ears and listened when Wilibald spoke to Windwalker. "I am sorry that you do not have a herd, sir." A smile crossed my lips quickly before turning into a frown again.
"My reasons for contemplating suicide... I watched my lover die right in front of me and our kids, and it was my fault." With closed eyes, I rose my head, feeling the tears burn behind my eyelids. "I broke my own family and blamed it on others." My ears pinned against my feathered poll. "I'm a worthless mother and my first-born hates me. I traumatized my son when I tried to rescue him by escaping the darkness that took over Helovia." I turned my head to the stallions, and as I opened my eyes, the tears started to roll. All I could do was cry nowadays. Where was the happiness? "All that I loved about life was taken away from me. And it can't be fucking long before my son and newborn hates me as well - because then, I will have nothing to live for anymore."
"All my life, I've been a toy to others. But Azzaron..." Oh Gods, it hurt to speak his name. "He showed me love, gave my two beautiful children, and I am the reason he died. I can't... I can't live with that on my shoulders."
'Thinking'
'Dezba thinking'
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tags // @[Windwalker] && @[Wilibald]
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