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03-23-2015, 03:45 PM
Kvothe
A story is a way of preserving the memories of those long forgotten to time.
I was filled with a...restlessness. A rumor of my brother's appearance had led me to flee Helovia for a while, only to discover that it had been merely my own actions that left a memory. So I returned, ashamed at my behavior. I had left without a word or notice to my friends... and a glance around the Grove left a foul taste upon my tongue. Was my troupe gone, vanishing before we could even get it rolling? Elodin, feeling my regret, pressed against me, his small body a pillar to me, his presence throughout my thoughts so reassuring and comforting it once drove me to tears of joy. A heavy, weary sigh slipped past my lips, and I drop my dark head to nudge my little soulmate, feeling his little mouth gumming at my cheek. Our bond... it was the strangest thing I had ever felt in my life. He was far more than a little antelope that chose to follow me, nay, he was everything to me, a part of my body, my soul, that I prayed would never be severed from me. Bicolored eyes closed as I pressed my muzzle to his small form, basking in my little prince's reassurance. Despite his haughty and often distant demeanor, the child had such gentleness within him. I raise my head, looking around the empty grove with sorrow. Where were my companions? My friends? Aisling, sweet as a summer bird's song, and Finn as lovable as a bumbling puppy? Elodin looks up at me, and before I can even realize it he is gone, bounding away and vanishing into the underbrush. His thoughts are vague, I can't divine his purpose, yet when I move to pursue him he practically yells for me to stay, and it's enough to startle me into obeying the boy. I frown after him, then shake my head, bells chiming as I turn my focus to the pond. Such memories here... This was where I had been gifted with my magic, where my dream of a troupe to call my own had come to fruition. Yet... what did I have to show for my time here? This place... It was a place of dreams, memories and empty promises. ""Speech." @[Rei] |
