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11-22-2015, 03:20 AM
the aurelight
He ran, like the coward he was, tail between legs and heart thundering a chorus of pain back at him. He was broken, lost, scattered to the four winds with nowhere to go and nothing to turn to. A love he couldn't hope to return, a heart broken a thousand times too many. A beast lingering in his bones, insidious and concentrated like acid that ate away at his control. He flew, maniacal, helpless. What was he supposed to do? His mind was torn apart, snarling dogs that flew at each other, rabid and furious as they sought to tear each other apart. He couldn't think, he couldn't think, gods damn it he couldn't think!
The answer lay just out of reach, and he was flying recklessly, skimming treetops and banking hard, pushing his body until it foamed and frothed. There had to be an answer. There had to be a way. A way to become and remain the leader the Falls deserved, the man that Brisa deserved. A way to overcome what had broken and defeated him. But he could fight no harder, what else could he do? Where else could he turn? How could he forget all that had happened to him, when it had done so much to develop him?
Forget.
It nearly struck him from the sky, a partial memory from ages ago, a distant voice that he'd hardly paid attention to. A time when the Edge had been his crown and lifeblood. It echoed into his head, a sick sort of salvation in a time when he needed it most.
"I can... block memories, should anyone feel it to be absolutely necessary... for any reason."
Miykael.
Kaj is fueled by desperation, by broken love and failure. But he can feel it, can sense the end of all of this. A single man the answer to the demons that plague him. And he focuses upon it like a drowning man, as intense as he knows how to be. Climbs high over the canopy of the Falls, roars the healer's name over the sound of the water.
"MIYKAEL!"
Hovers in the air a few moments more, for any eyes - for specific eyes - to see where he lingers. Dives through the canopy, breaking errant branches that snap against his hide where they should sting but do not. He can't feel them for all the adrenaline in his veins, the determination. If he cannot be the man Brisa wants, the leader the Falls needs...he will become that man. He will revert to a time when he still had purpose and power. He will reverse the clock the only way he knows how.
He will forget.
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