[private] Save Me From Myself || Kagerus

[Kagerus]

kagerus

as dreams are to the sleeper, so am I to you

He steps away from me, up the bank of the river as if my approach can somehow be construed as threatening. My brow furrows to see this, but I do not stop; I recognize the fact that he is in control of how I am perceiving him, and this grace I've allowed him is enough without me also stopping a river's-distance away.

But his ears - they flick forward, and I do not miss that, either.

As the very ends of my whiskers come against the black shadow of where his nose ought to be, the stallion pulls back; so very unassuming, shy, quiet. A part of me longs desperately for such a collected and internal soul to come home with me, even though there must be some reason for his cloaked appearance and unwillingness to be touched. But as I remember Ilma after she'd been raped, I somehow feel that Hyaline must be filled with men who would protect us from their lesser members.

But I am not here to talk about rape right now.

I have much to grieve, Kagerus.
"I can make it better, for a few hours," comes my voice, honeyed and genuine. "It's not a permanent solution but - I want to help. And in return, you can visit me in Hyaline... In the real world, and not... here." Around us, the water in the river turns into a bed of vibrant wild flowers, as if the dreamscape is intent on emphasizing its input in this exchange. Hopeful, I listen for Hephaestus' answer.

@[Hephaestus]