He, too, had gone. Slipping away in the shadows of the night, seeking any refuge he could find. In the end, he had found safety and warmth with his parents. Marlena, as usual, had provided the warmth and love he sought for desperately. Kastiel, on the other hand, was his rock and his wisdom. Between the two, and after a significant amount of time, he finally began to feel more... sane. He was more calm and relaxed than he had been in many moons. The tension had eased from his muscles and the stress slid down and out of his body - mentally and physically, he had never felt better. It would never last, though, especially once he returned to Helovia. And he had to return. To Miykael, it didn't even feel as though it were a choice but that it was where he belonged. Plain and simple. Of course there was, and is, little doubt that Alysanne is the main (if not only) reason for Miykael to return to Helovia. Even after all that they had gone through. Even after the pain he had caused her. His love for her persisted beyond all reason.
She would never love him, not in the way that he loves her. She had made that perfectly clear. But that didn't erase his feelings, didn't alter them into something more akin to a family or friend love. Aly would always be his heart and soul, his one and only reason for living and breathing. It didn't even matter anymore that he would never get what his father had with his mother - the one and only thing he'd ever really wanted. Once Miykael had discovered that within himself and settled into his newly found serenity, he parted ways with his family. Flying as swiftly as his capabilities allowed, Eliana easily keeping up despite her much smaller stature.
Days, perhaps even weeks, pass before Miykael can see the familiar lands of Helovia on the horizon. His old home seems so peaceful from his position up high in the air. It helped to calm his nerves and prolong the calm lingering within his heart and soul. With a soft sigh, his lips curl into a soft, adoring smile. Pumping his wings more forcefully, elongating his form and tucking his legs as close to his form as is possible; he increases his speed so that he can arrive home sooner. When World's Edge is in sight, the pulls himself upwards, angling his wings and slowing his wing beats. The pegasus lowers himself, gliding down towards the ever familiar trees. Bypassing the remnants of the glass wall without so much as a second thought.
His transition from flying to an easy, though powerful and strangely graceful, trot is smooth - nearly the direct opposite of Aly's adorably clumsy landings. The mere thought of her stumbling and crashing through bushes made his lips twitch in the slightest smile - love and adoration of the black and white pegasus flared and burned deep within his bright blue eyes. Eliana, the dark bird, landed softly upon his back and nestled tenderly between his wings. His hooves crunched through the snow as he wove through the trees, never once missing a beat.
Slowing to a casual walk, he makes his way towards the cliffs. Later he would seek out Alysanne - if only to try harder to explain himself and everything that had occurred. Later he would seek out Kahlua and Kaj to beg forgiveness for his numerous absences. For now, he just wanted to take it all in. To once again breath in the ocean air of the cliffs along the border of World's Edge.
He was home.
you tried hiding another you,
but your evil was coming through |
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