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07-05-2017, 06:23 PM
Mesec was still under the impression that what had happened hadn’t really happened. Actually, he was fully under the impression that none of what had occurred in the last little was anything close to being real. He was stuck in a dream, weighed down by some darkness or some trick. Helovia itself seemed dulled, hazy, which only added to his beliefs - there were rumours of a dark smoke covering the lands, cornering Helovian’s into the few that were safe. Not a single part of it made any sense and his mind simply was having trouble registering most of it.
He knew his mother was twisted, knew that her sense of logic had certainly caused problems before, but he didn’t think she was a coward. And abandoning the Edge? That was the act of a coward - a hypocritical coward. There was no other way to describe it - she wasn’t worth any attempt at sugar-coating or even more poetic words.
Of all things that was happening within this bizarre, twisted dream, being disappointed in his mother was the only thing that felt real.
Accompanied by Lucius and Lyra, Mesec drifted towards the Veins - not really with any sort of purpose, he wasn’t expecting to see any of the Gods while he was here. But he might see Vesper, might find part of his family.
His head still felt foggy when he spotted the chestnut figure standing in the veins - a vibrant contrast to the blues and blacks of the land itself. There’s a swell to her sides but, seeing as what had happened between them was a different dream than the one he was in right now, Mesec doesn’t believe he had any part in it. Surely, Tandavi was expecting a foal with someone she loved, someone she cared for, and Mesec was hardly on either of those lists. He wasn’t even sure whether she would greet him if he were to approach.
But the loud shout, obviously directed at the Moon Goddess, made up his mind on what he was going to do. “She is a bitch, isn’t she?” He offered, almost conversationally, as he came to a stop a few paces away from her. Lyra barking a hello to Natraj while Lucius circled overhead. Mesec’s companions didn’t believe they were in a dream - they believed what had transpired between Mesec and Tandavi had been very much real - but had learned that Mesec’s mind was still hazy enough that they couldn’t break through.
All they were going to be able to do was watch when he realized, when he found out, he was going to be a father again. And with someone who wasn’t Ki’irha.
He knew his mother was twisted, knew that her sense of logic had certainly caused problems before, but he didn’t think she was a coward. And abandoning the Edge? That was the act of a coward - a hypocritical coward. There was no other way to describe it - she wasn’t worth any attempt at sugar-coating or even more poetic words.
Of all things that was happening within this bizarre, twisted dream, being disappointed in his mother was the only thing that felt real.
Accompanied by Lucius and Lyra, Mesec drifted towards the Veins - not really with any sort of purpose, he wasn’t expecting to see any of the Gods while he was here. But he might see Vesper, might find part of his family.
His head still felt foggy when he spotted the chestnut figure standing in the veins - a vibrant contrast to the blues and blacks of the land itself. There’s a swell to her sides but, seeing as what had happened between them was a different dream than the one he was in right now, Mesec doesn’t believe he had any part in it. Surely, Tandavi was expecting a foal with someone she loved, someone she cared for, and Mesec was hardly on either of those lists. He wasn’t even sure whether she would greet him if he were to approach.
But the loud shout, obviously directed at the Moon Goddess, made up his mind on what he was going to do. “She is a bitch, isn’t she?” He offered, almost conversationally, as he came to a stop a few paces away from her. Lyra barking a hello to Natraj while Lucius circled overhead. Mesec’s companions didn’t believe they were in a dream - they believed what had transpired between Mesec and Tandavi had been very much real - but had learned that Mesec’s mind was still hazy enough that they couldn’t break through.
All they were going to be able to do was watch when he realized, when he found out, he was going to be a father again. And with someone who wasn’t Ki’irha.
MESEC
the nightwind
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