[private] The sun, moon, and stars. | Zephyr

[Krigare]

He can feel a change in his alabaster angel, he can see one as well. She watches him with milk-colored eyes, an ebony tail curling around one of her darling eyes... But her eyes were what entranced him. The once motionless spheres follow his body as he moves to her.. could she see him? Could she see him?

"You had every reason too..."

He dismisses the thoughts with his words, an uneasiness settling in her chest. Whatever happened to her in their separation was clearly monumental, and he would not force her to speak of it. His own time away had been hard. With nothing to do the bay had followed his child more. He had sought out the painted boy he helped create. The boy that was now crippled... The boy who would not survive to his fourth year. The boy that was likely yo get Krigare killed. 

"I hold no grudge against you darling Zephyr, no hurt at all.."

He whispered, watching her quietly. Suddenly he wanted her to tell him everything she was holding from him. He had a gnawing desire for her to flood him with news of the past year... yet he knew she would not. Because they had been apart, and she had lived her life.. and so had he.