There was silence, but it was brief as his voice rose between them once again. His question was one that she had thought over since before he was born. Anu had always worried, always wondered if it was possible for the past to repeat itself. The moment he took his first breath and greeted the world, Anu had know that each were too pure to fall into the evil that taken hold of their sire.
No. Anu spoke, a thread of steel in the single word. But it wasn’t enough, it wouldn’t give him the comfort that he so greatly needed. It’s a sickness Haven, something that could strike anyone. It wasn’t just genetics that made a monster. Anu inhaled the scent of him, mixed with dust and alcohol. Her heart ached at the thought of him falling into such a depression. Your strong, Haven. You always have been. Enough to never become what he had. Another breath, and more tears. Her voice was finally clear of them, but still they fell. And you’ll be strong because of this. You’re less capable, because you know. Knowledge was painful, but powerful. |