09-04-2016, 12:36 AM
So he is the same Magnus. I nod once, smile briefly, just a creeping upwards of the edge of my lips. “It was a long time ago. I’m impressed you remember him at all. He was still pretty exuberant over every encounter then, and went into great detail. I don’t remember most of it, but...well. Enough to ask.” And somehow it makes me feel just a tiny bit less alone, knowing I’m talking to someone who talked to my Noctem once.
“Oh. Well, I mean. He’s dead. But he was dead then too. It’s just we can’t reach each other anymore is all.” There’s no way to explain any of that without sounding mad, not really. I just sigh and shrug and glance back toward the Mountain. Directions have never been my strong suit, but this one’s kind of impossible to forget. My heart aches without him here, and I feel almost like...like I’m magnetized to always point toward home, where the rest of my heart lies waiting for me to find a way back to him.
Magnus’s offer of aid is a generous one, of course. But I shrug. “I doubt it. Though I appreciate the thought. I felt...just before the world changed, I felt my mother...not die, exactly. But almost stop existing, maybe? I didn’t exactly have time to parse it out, to wade through the power to try to figure out what was going on. “Felt brothers dragged away to other worlds. One died. I don’t know what’s become of the other two; they’ve always been the hardest to reach. It’s just me left, or as good as. Thank you for offering, but I don’t know that there’s much of anything left to find.”
Then I look him over again, pausing to focus on something other than myself and my plight for once. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He was looking a little ragged around the edges, which come to think of it made plenty of sense. It had, as he’d said, been a tense day.
“Oh. Well, I mean. He’s dead. But he was dead then too. It’s just we can’t reach each other anymore is all.” There’s no way to explain any of that without sounding mad, not really. I just sigh and shrug and glance back toward the Mountain. Directions have never been my strong suit, but this one’s kind of impossible to forget. My heart aches without him here, and I feel almost like...like I’m magnetized to always point toward home, where the rest of my heart lies waiting for me to find a way back to him.
Magnus’s offer of aid is a generous one, of course. But I shrug. “I doubt it. Though I appreciate the thought. I felt...just before the world changed, I felt my mother...not die, exactly. But almost stop existing, maybe? I didn’t exactly have time to parse it out, to wade through the power to try to figure out what was going on. “Felt brothers dragged away to other worlds. One died. I don’t know what’s become of the other two; they’ve always been the hardest to reach. It’s just me left, or as good as. Thank you for offering, but I don’t know that there’s much of anything left to find.”
Then I look him over again, pausing to focus on something other than myself and my plight for once. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He was looking a little ragged around the edges, which come to think of it made plenty of sense. It had, as he’d said, been a tense day.