[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?

He doesn’t feel anchored to anywhere.

He has never had a place to truly call home.

Nerine some would say would be his home, but it is not for him. It is only a birthplace, a place where he resided for a time before being taken away to the southern land of Loess. Nerine only holds dreams and nightmares. Memories of a life he enjoyed as a young child, but dreams that could and should have happened. His memories now are only of nightmares when Nerine comes to his thoughts.

Now Loess is only beginning to become the same.

Perhaps he is simply a nomad. Maybe he will only know how to drift one place to another. Without a purpose, only to keep moving forward and never looking back.

But it is harder to not turn to the past. Titus often finds his thoughts there, searching for where things should have changed. Where he should have changed. Maybe if he had not been so stubborn to return to his family in Nerine it could have been different. But he could not help at the dreams of being a mercenary when he was a boy, and then becoming something finally when Wolfbane gave him the title.

It was all gone though.

He only had the simplest of things. To live a life.

But what life was worth living if there was no purpose?

He has neither truly.

It was strange to Titus to suddenly have someone else at his side. Magnus was merely there, not pressing or accusing him of passing into the territory he finally discovers he has travelled to. Did he really make it all the way here? Shouldn’t he know this was Tephra—the volcanic territory. He smiles slyly at the realization of it all. Of course, he should have.

“Tephra, huh?” He simply says in response as he slows down his pace and comes to a stop after moving at a distance with the buckskin at his side. Titus keeps his gaze onto the buckskin now, analyzing the older stallion. “Well, I knew that.” He admits because he had insisted before on knowing what every land was like—though it had personally come from questions. The young stallion may not have visited them all, but when he became the Head of War it should be a requirement.

He knew each of the leaders though, or at least tried to keep up with the changes—Magnus was the leader of Tephra still. Well, he hoped to at least be right in that. Right in something still because it felt like he was failing at everything now.

“Thank god you have open borders,” he says with a laugh, trying to ease the awkwardness that slowly creeps and consumes around him. “I guess you don’t have much to worry about being so far up here then.” Titus eyes sparkle with a bit of humor at the unfolding situation now. “It’s nice to meet you as well, Magnus,” he adds.

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

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@[magnus]