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12-15-2015, 01:28 AM
SOREN
Run away with me, Lost souls and reverie, Running wild and running free, Two kids, you and me
The meeting seems to be going by quick, with some comedic relief thanks to my now confirmed nephew, and the daughter of the silver man. My eyes move to the faces of Ktulu and Ciceron, taking in their words, my eyes turning downwards at the mention of the gods and the monsters... And the war. I remembered clearly, having partook in two of the battles myself. Two battles. I had seen a girl die. To young for her life to have been taken from her. Not older than I. And rumors come to me, saying others had died as well. That she hadn't been the only one. There where many who had not lost their lives, but the innocence. The eyes in their skull dead... Their minds scarred. I closed my eyes, remembering the battles well, and remembering desperately trying to get to my sister. Hoping I wouldn't lose her as well. My blue eyes look back up, hardened. The eyes that had seen war, and was not willing to delve back in. I didn't want to face the monsters should they come once more. But I had to. I had to because it was my duty. It was my duty because Ktulu had made it so. Because she needed warriors, yet at the same time, I felt that maybe she really didn't need me. Was this punishment? For my own rudeness to her after the Green Labyrinth?
The thought occurred to me that I could abandon, but it was pushed aside. I would not. I wouldn't make this relationship rockier than it already was. I wouldn't lose my sister, and I had promised. And that was something I wouldn't go back on.
And I say, Hey, hey hey hey, Living like we're renegades
