06-30-2009, 05:26 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/temp/gabetop.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:216px; padding-left:9px; padding-right:9px; padding-bottom:9px;"> ___ Omg one week is way too long to be absent. I feel so out of everything. ___ She did not condemn him, but he did not believe her statement either. If it had been her decision to make, she would have chosen exile. Vitium, after all, still lived. The proof of that had come to his doorstep believing that they had a right to exist. They were granted the privilege of remaining on Inferni soil simply because Gabriel believed in blood. He believed in that above all else; regardless of whether it belonged to family or needed to be spilled. ___ Gabriel did not believe her because she did not meet his eyes. He did not believe her because he remembered that day on the beach. Still, he did not speak this. The corner of his mouth turned down slightly, and one ear turned back, but he showed no other sign of this discomfort. “It came during war,” he said, as if that might explain it. This too, felt like a lie. “Something happened to him after you left,” he amended, realizing that this was the truth. All of those children had changed; so much so that he had not recognized them when they had come again. They had chosen another world, one that did not involve the coyote clan or the brother that had raised them. And remarkably, Gabriel thought that this was for the best. |