bust through the firewall into heaven

Larkspur D'Angelo · 05-29-2011, 01:54 AM

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pray to your god, open your heart

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Once, and only once before the time with Eris, had Larkspur seen the world beyond. He had been young, ignorant, and the visions had nearly driven him mad. By retreating inward, by forgoing the quest for knowledge and living as a savage, he had saved himself. Yet now, now as life had allowed for him to focus less on survival, he had crawled out from that well and begun to change. It was slow, subtle, but it was there. No longer did his eyes stare stupidly, oblivious and devoted to the world as he had once known it. Now he watched with the slowly-growing wisdom of a predator learning his prey through observation.

He felt little for those he called packmates, those he called equal and superior, and he felt little for Eris that was not made by their bond. Love was a frail concept, one he did not understand. He was unsure of how to deal with her womanly behaviors, and this is why he allowed others to do so. Her loyalty to him mattered little, he supposed, just as long as she bore him strong children. It had never been his goal to control her. He might have, had he been his father, had he been taught such things. Misery reinforced only that he needed children and he needed to provide for her—nothing more, nothing less.

After her duties to him (and this meant children, and their rearing) were satisfied, he would care little what or whom she did. “You 'n Sirius leave Anathema a lot,” he finally said, orange eyes passive, unreadable. “Where do y’go?” It was beyond the Dampwoods, and Larkspur did not tread close to Inferni even now. He hated the coyotes and feared the capabilities of the clan, recalling that terrible fire and the fear it had struck within his heart.

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