[private] One day it's here and then it's gone; Magnus

[Titus]

titus

one day it's here and then it's gone,
how are you still holding on?

As he continues deeper into the volcanic territory, his mind shifts into a perpetual state of emptiness. For the first time, and in a long time, he does not hear the crashing and thrashing of the thousands of thoughts. It is only him and what he sees around him—the path ahead of him, leading him towards the volcano that grows closer by each step he takes.

Titus smell the scent of another stallion lingering the further he enters into Tephra. The winds shift and sway, sending a warm spring breeze his way, but still he does not stir at the growing scent of the stallion.

Even when the buckskin male notices Titus and sends a greeting to his way he does not stir. His mind his focused, latching onto something he is too astonished by. The captivating beauty the volcano holds pulls him in, giving him a sense of purpose. A goal to reach the highest part of the volcano.

It sounded silly, but he is drawn to it. Drawn to the beauty and the might it holds. The chance to find a purpose at the very tip of the mountain calls him to climb it. To find what lays at the very top. As if the volcano had the answer to the direction he was looking for, the right path he should take now in his life.

The presence of the creeping body at the corner of his gaze pulls him away from his once uninterrupted focus. Suddenly, the rush of a thousand thoughts come crashing into the emptiness that lingered seconds ago in his mind. Titus shakes his head, keeping his continued pace still, determined to find the peace he had just had.

But the voice, the warm greeting of the buckskin draws him in. Magnus, he calls himself, doesn’t stop him, but simply follows alongside him. Titus peers with his nutmeg gaze at the stallion curiously, and then suddenly stops.

“Sorry,” he says softly, uncertain of how to explain his presence and current state right now to a stranger. “I didn’t mean to intrude.” The carelessness before consumes him now. He certainly realizes he was in someone’s territory, but where he does not really know. “Titus,” he says softly. “I’m Titus,” he says again, but a bit more louder.

son of rome and porcia
male, classic champagne appaloosa
ocelot-shifting, wings, immortality

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