08-22-2017, 06:01 PM
if there's a light at the end, it's just the sun in your eyes
A chill runs down Amet's plated back, brought on by the cool shadows, he thinks, but then it happens again - cold, tingly, strange. He freezes mid-clearing as the feeling grows and grows, leading him to believe he's being followed or watched. The King of Hyaline frowns uncomfortably and urges the nihilism within his mind to reach out beyond the treeline, its invisible fingers sweeping and searching for anyone who may be using a trait to keep themselves hidden away from the view of his amber eyes. Nothing.
Suddenly, though, there is movement.
Thub thub, his heart beats heavily. Iset appears from beneath the thick vines and leafy foliage. Her metallic coat shines as the occasional ray of golden sun sneaks between the leaves, dancing across her frame. She looks the same, but different. Older, maybe. Uncertain, definitely. It looks odd on her face, he realizes, as their sad eyes connect.
Thubthub.
He remembers the day she'd come to him, dejected and ashamed as she confessed her involvement in the attack, before she'd run from Hyaline. His own words had been harsh. Too harsh, he thinks, but he'd been scared.
Thubthubthubthub.
He remembers her malignity towards him the day she'd found Sakir in this very clearing. He can still picture the flame that had risen, hot and uncontrolled and accusing, in her eyes. But they'd made it past that, hadn't they? You need to forgive that boy, Tang had told him when he'd confessed to leaving his siblings behind in the Dunes, and Amet reminds himself of that to gentle his hammering heart.
The Dragon King takes another tentative stride forward, reduced to the uncertain and scared colt he had once been, as tears fill his shining eyes.
"Come home," he whispers quietly, biting his tongue before he begs.
Amet
@[Iset] ♥♥♥