06-09-2016, 12:27 AM
Desirea smiles up at him, and his heart melts all over again. She’s never been more beautiful to him than in this moment, with the sweat of her efforts on her brow, and their newborn son at her side. She seems so tired though (not that he can blame her), and his heart goes out to her, wishing there was something he could do to ease her exhaustion. Nothing but time and sleep will do that though, he knows.
She reveals that she’s unsure of what to name the boy, and a small smile crosses his lips. He’s been bandying about with a name in his head all winter, and now that his boy, his son, is right here in front of him, it seems all the more appropriate. “How about … Sin Killer?”
It’s a little dramatic, but …
To him the boy represents a life all their own, a life without the corrupt, the traited - the world’s greatest sin. The name represents more than destruction. To Szeth, it represents freedom.
He watches as Desirea nudges at the boy, and his smile widens as the boy forces himself up on shaky legs. Desirea steadies the boy, and the Sin takes a few unsteady steps towards him, bumping his muzzle against one of Szeth’s legs. Szeth grins as the boy promptly falls over on his own behind. “Careful there son!”
Sin’s eyes blink curiously up at him, and Szeth bends his neck down to give the boy a gentle nuzzle as the colt calls him ‘Da.’ “Yes, I’m your dad.” Sin falls silent again, focusing on lifting himself up on to his feet. As the boy finally reaches his full height, Szeth gives him another little nuzzle. “What do you think bud, is Sin Killer the name for you?”
She reveals that she’s unsure of what to name the boy, and a small smile crosses his lips. He’s been bandying about with a name in his head all winter, and now that his boy, his son, is right here in front of him, it seems all the more appropriate. “How about … Sin Killer?”
It’s a little dramatic, but …
To him the boy represents a life all their own, a life without the corrupt, the traited - the world’s greatest sin. The name represents more than destruction. To Szeth, it represents freedom.
He watches as Desirea nudges at the boy, and his smile widens as the boy forces himself up on shaky legs. Desirea steadies the boy, and the Sin takes a few unsteady steps towards him, bumping his muzzle against one of Szeth’s legs. Szeth grins as the boy promptly falls over on his own behind. “Careful there son!”
Sin’s eyes blink curiously up at him, and Szeth bends his neck down to give the boy a gentle nuzzle as the colt calls him ‘Da.’ “Yes, I’m your dad.” Sin falls silent again, focusing on lifting himself up on to his feet. As the boy finally reaches his full height, Szeth gives him another little nuzzle. “What do you think bud, is Sin Killer the name for you?”
szeth
absolute power corrupts absolutely