06-29-2015, 09:56 PM
know. And what's the worst you take from every heart you break? And like
the blade you stain, well, I've been holding on tonight.
His lackadaisical mood was really putting a stunt to his usual meandering. Although he wasn’t much of a set some roots down kind of person, he still enjoyed surrounding himself with those who had dreams and ambitions. He lived vicariously through others really. Michaelis was a sleeping giant. He was slow going when it came to immediate obedience and order. But once his affection and possessiveness was triggered, he was a well of fierce loyalty.
He was often times most like a dragon. He liked collecting those he found shiny and then jealously guarding them within his treasure trove. Michaelis would add his own talents to theirs if it meant that they would shine more brilliantly. He had the patience and care to devote himself if he felt it were worth it.
Makai, Baptiste, Lujza and Sable were gone for now.
Essentially the shadow child was looking for purpose now.
He decided to bite the bullet and venture out during the daylight, even if he hated every minute of it. He chose very early morning, when the sun was just beginning to rise above the horizon. He wouldn’t torture himself during the strongest light of midday. His usually sharp eyesight was being ruined by what little light was filtering through and his vision was starting its journey to blurriness. Michaelis coaxed a couple shadow tendrils out of hiding to wrap around his eyes as a sort of visor. This wouldn’t last beneath strong sunlight, but it would provide some relief in the meantime.
The blue roan remained near the tree line, closest to what shadows would remain during the daytime. They also provided a wind break from the biting wind that swept through the field. He wasn’t particularly familiar with the field, but his last visit had ended with him following Peppe to an even harsher wintry land.
( The Shadow Child )