our demons are all around us; rodrik

[Rodrik]

A humorous smile curves his lips up slightly at her words. Although their firstborn had been born something rather unnatural it was not entirely a surprise either. He was morphed into such things that would be given life within this world—dark creatures that he had never thought possible. It had never been entirely possible for him to ever create something so soft and sweet. Perhaps his second daughter, Lucrezia, would come to the closest thing he has ever created to be a light within the world. But with Brunhild, things were different. Their son had been born and initiated with the very elements that had made who Brunhild and him were. Perhaps there could be hope though—their daughter. Rodrik wonders sometimes what sort of place she will have within this world and who she will become. He intends to have a better impact on her life—one that is more meaningful. One she may enjoy helping thrive and develop. It perhaps would be the first of his many children that he has ever done this. But with Brunhild the possibilities were endless. The dark mare turns towards him, drawing his nutmeg eyes to her. He is uncertain of what to say. It has been so long since he has ever considered where his future will be. Beqanna has always been his home, but ever since the changes years ago he has never felt that it was. He considers what there could be—everything was out there for them to take ahold. For the first time in a long time he feels excitement fill him. With Brunhild at his side, what more could he need? He only needed her and nothing else. That is all he has never needed. She was his home now. “Then let us leave and explore what more the world has to offer us,” he replies finally. The words sound strange, but it feels right at the same time. “I will go wherever you go, Brunhild.” And he will always.

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