08-01-2018, 05:45 PM
Hephaestus
The mountains had been his home for a short while when compared to some. Living in the shade they provided he had found a peace that had been evasive to him in all his time traveling. The sanctuary had a beauty to it in all the ways that it functioned with such purity. Solace was a fair and just ruler, while Kagerus complimented her mate beautifully. He was honored to be a witness to their leadership.
Even so, and despite Kagerus' encouragements, Hephaestus still had not found himself able to join the majority. Daily he patrolled the outskirts of the land, finding peace in his finally belonging and in his solitude. Swearing his loyalty to Hyaline hadnt changed much by way of choice to remain reclusive. Still a sight more ghastly than most, he could not bear to see hidden horror behind forced gazes. He never wished to become a spectacle.
Wandering lazily about he kept his good eye trained upon the constant rise and fall of the path. Blind left eye turned towards the precipice he veered towards the safety of the trail that looped downward. The path was not unfamiliar to him. Throughout the length of his stay he had traversed the same rocky cliffside since his chosen permanence there. Above him a large tree offered its shade and he paused, his eyes closing in relaxation. Surrounding him there was naught but the sound of insects buzzing and his own accompanying thoughts. His mind slipped and he felt himself slowly drift into a doze. Just as he found his dreamscape the sound of travelers jolted him awake. Slipping father into the shadows he watched and waited for their emergence, the familiar scent of Solace heavy upon the breeze. But she was not alone and he was not trusting of strangers.
Even so, and despite Kagerus' encouragements, Hephaestus still had not found himself able to join the majority. Daily he patrolled the outskirts of the land, finding peace in his finally belonging and in his solitude. Swearing his loyalty to Hyaline hadnt changed much by way of choice to remain reclusive. Still a sight more ghastly than most, he could not bear to see hidden horror behind forced gazes. He never wished to become a spectacle.
Wandering lazily about he kept his good eye trained upon the constant rise and fall of the path. Blind left eye turned towards the precipice he veered towards the safety of the trail that looped downward. The path was not unfamiliar to him. Throughout the length of his stay he had traversed the same rocky cliffside since his chosen permanence there. Above him a large tree offered its shade and he paused, his eyes closing in relaxation. Surrounding him there was naught but the sound of insects buzzing and his own accompanying thoughts. His mind slipped and he felt himself slowly drift into a doze. Just as he found his dreamscape the sound of travelers jolted him awake. Slipping father into the shadows he watched and waited for their emergence, the familiar scent of Solace heavy upon the breeze. But she was not alone and he was not trusting of strangers.
Break My Shackles To Set Me Free
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