Sorry again for the lateness of this. If this could be dated the 20th of November, that'd be great. ♥
He had decided to walk today. He had decided to walk north and west and then further west over the rocky plains and towards the sea. He had walked around and past Inferni and he had walked further still. Perhaps he thought that if he walked far enough, he would just fall off a cliff. Perhaps he thought he could leave. Perhaps he wasn't thinking at all, and that was most likely the case. The field smelled like flowers. Yellow ones, large ones, wilting quietly in the occasional waves of chill and frost they'd been getting. Dying flowers always reminded him of the past, just like sunrises and sunsets, glowing insects in the night. But he could still smell the flowers. He had no way of knowing about those other things anymore.
He had walked until he caught the scent of his brother Maluki, someone who wasn't supposed to be there anymore. Again, it was like walking into a time shift. He had walked back two or three years. He had walked back to somewhere he used to like remembering -- somewhen? Somewhere and somewhen he used to dream about. His throat let out some half-kind of laugh, and then he turned around, pinned his ears back, and went back the way he'd come.