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    Assailant -- Year 226

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    "But the dream, the echo, slips from him as quickly as he had found it and as consciousness comes to him (a slap and not the gentle waves of oceanic tides), it dissolves entirely. His muscles relax as the cold claims him again, as the numbness sets in, and when his grey eyes open, there’s nothing but the faint after burn of a dream often trod and never remembered." --Brigade, written by Laura


    Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen
    #6
    He gives Belgaer his full attention as he is speaking, forgoing all of his worries about Kingdom business to focus on this concern his son has brought him, as he would do for any of his numerous children. It’s part of what makes some of them grow up so astoundingly well, like Belgaer, but he does not understand why it is not so with all of them - the defection of some of his brood to things that are so deeply against his own values confuses Brennen, and hurts his heart. How does one value the needs of the many - his other children, his Brotherhood, their allies - against the needs of the few who are lashing out seemingly against Brennen specifically, their father?

    It is something he worries over, though now he has pushed it aside for the time being.

    He’s pretty stolid and unconcerned until the words “the desert” leave his young son’s mouth. The Desert. Not a desert. A million thoughts, faces, and memories flash across his mind and his expression deepens - past his usual solemn mask of serenity but something vastly painful, a wound that will never heal quite right. He’s still a little shocky when she steps up and speaks, her own distress becoming increasingly evident despite her polite and soft-spoken demeanor. “A pleasure to meet you, Pond,” he’s stalling, oh how he is stalling, but he needs a moment and the deep breath he takes now to gather his scattered thoughts.

    ”I’m afraid that everything you and I once knew is gone,” he says finally, with true grief in his voice. ”The fae were angry with all of Beqanna, for our divisions and hatred of each other based on imaginary lines drawn in the sand, and our abuse of powers gifted to us, and they razed much of the world, all of the Kingdoms, reforming it to new places to live.” how can he explain why, when he doesn’t understand? When the loss of his beloved Tundra is still painful, something he took a decade or more to recover from?
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    Messages In This Thread
    Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Belgaer - 05-16-2018, 11:10 AM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Pond - 05-16-2018, 08:03 PM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Brennen - 05-16-2018, 10:49 PM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Belgaer - 05-17-2018, 07:37 PM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Pond - 05-19-2018, 03:36 AM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Brennen - 05-22-2018, 11:25 PM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Belgaer - 05-25-2018, 03:58 PM
    RE: Prodigal Son || Pond / Brennen - by Pond - 05-27-2018, 09:01 PM



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