I love the way that your heart breaks
with every injustice and deadly fate.
In truth, he had not come on purpose. He had left them behind in the Tundra and had ceased thinking of them. She had disappointed him (at least, as much as a creature like he can be disappointed). He had believed her unique, and she had proven him so very wrong. So, he had left, never once looking back.
His arrival today is little more than an accident. He has wandering feet (much like his mother, though he would never admit such a thing), and so, he wanders. Always, inevitably, he returns to the Cove. It is as much home as anything ever will be. It contains his family (or those he calls family, even if they are not necessarily so in truth). It also contains his father, the iron god that stands watch over the sea (though he is no true god, no matter what his brother believes. He had met a true god, and He had been so much more vastly powerful than an immobile iron statue guarding a lonely, empty sea).
Still, it is home and he would always return.
Even so, he is surprised when he suddenly finds himself amidst a strange family reunion of sorts. He had been traversing the forest, lost amidst his thoughts and remembrances, when he realizes he has come upon a small clearing occupied by close to a dozen horses.
He recognizes them, of course. How could he not? He had spawned most of them.
And G’ren Fire is there of course. A terrible plague of disappointment he cannot seem to escape, even if he had ceased to consider it the moment she had made her wishes clear. He turns with a grunt, intending to simply leave.
Unfortunately he does not make it far.
Raelynx
khaos x eyrie