05-15-2008, 01:59 AM
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Laruku had never really been able to grapple well with change, and it was a good and easy theory as to why he was so lifeless and empty now. But he felt like he had been rather useless for long before the fire, and it was just more obvious now because he had absolutely nothing to pretend to be doing. No pack to pretend to run, no one to pretend to take care of. It was hard to lie when there was no one to lie to but yourself, and no matter how hard you tried there, deep down, deep, deep down, you always knew the truth.
He nodded at his cousin's words. So they were fine. Somehow, people who left were always fine -- they found other places to be, other people to see. Life went on. Sometimes they came back, for whatever reason. And sometimes, they didn't. And for the people and places they'd left behind; well, life went on there too. Time didn't stop for anyone. The hybrid didn't look back at the other when the question was posed, but he wasn't really looking at the water either. He wasn't looking at anything at all. His mind just wasn't there.
Laruku had never really been able to grapple well with change, and it was a good and easy theory as to why he was so lifeless and empty now. But he felt like he had been rather useless for long before the fire, and it was just more obvious now because he had absolutely nothing to pretend to be doing. No pack to pretend to run, no one to pretend to take care of. It was hard to lie when there was no one to lie to but yourself, and no matter how hard you tried there, deep down, deep, deep down, you always knew the truth.
He nodded at his cousin's words. So they were fine. Somehow, people who left were always fine -- they found other places to be, other people to see. Life went on. Sometimes they came back, for whatever reason. And sometimes, they didn't. And for the people and places they'd left behind; well, life went on there too. Time didn't stop for anyone. The hybrid didn't look back at the other when the question was posed, but he wasn't really looking at the water either. He wasn't looking at anything at all. His mind just wasn't there.
Where is there to be?he wondered, half to Iskata, half to himself. He didn't remember the last time he'd spoken with his cousin or what they had talked about then. He didn't remember if he had ever had grand ambitions as to what he would do should he ever find an excuse to leave Clouded Tears or if it had just dwindled away to nothing. He didn't even remember the nights he used to dream about running away like so many others, disappearing into the night with.
Where are you?What did slaves do when the shackles were finally shed? What did caged birds do when they found themselves an open sky, but they've forgotten how to fly?
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