Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones (Reagan)

[Nymphetamine]

Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones

She pricked his mind, pulled his thoughts as needle pricking a finger draws blood. He could do nothing to stop it but he gave the green eyes mare a glare, stating his displeasure with the ake. He hated when others were in his mind. But she didn’t stay, or rummage, so he looked away and exhaled his annoyance sharply. Surely she meant no harm, so the the necromancer relaxed.

She moved on and Nymphetamine listened to her words, her story, really but remains quiet. He didn’t know what to say. His heart sank at the news of Offspring, and nodded quietly to the recollection of Tiaga. But the whole time the russet stallion couldn’t stop thinking of what Reagan said about Offspring wanting to die.

He barely heard her plea to come home, how he was needed, and enough. He was lost in a spiral of thought. He let Killdare down, magnus, and now Offspring-- how could anyone need him. Ellyse surely didn’t need him- he was no longer dependable.

He watched her leave, going home towards Tephra. And he remained, deciding if he should follow her. He stayed, until she was no longer visible, the only thing left was the echoing words ”He’s aging again, he wakes up and wants to die” And it broke him, fully and completely. He couldn’t go back, not to see his only friend die and then he’d surely be alone.

Nymphetamine turned on his heel and he launched himself away… away from tephra, away from the Offspring, away from the prying hands of time. Time stole everything, and maybe it was time he found a away for time to steal him away too.

NYMPHETAMINE

A rose in the rain