06-22-2012, 06:24 PM
Towards the end of the night
Honrin didn't do celebrations and balls and parties where so many people that he didn't know were congregated. To say the youngster was miserable was an understatement. He was so cold on his insides that it felt as though he had lumps of ice for lungs instead of flesh and blood. He stayed close to the wall at all times if he could. He had left his station once or twice to obtain food or drink. At one point he hid close to his mother just to be able to feel again, taking in large fortifying breaths as his emotions came rushing back, only to have some unknowing person step between them and sever the connection, by the time they had passed him by Jace had disappeared into the crowd.
The next time he had found a fleet sliver of happiness was when Pandora had approached him to dance. His sister was such a beautiful woman, especially in the pretty blue dress that fit her so well and made her look even more extraordinary. Again that strange longing flared up along with the feeling of being punched in his stomach, there was also a tingling in his spine. If he could have blushed at that moment Honrin would have as impure thoughts came to his mind. But his stupid problem kept away all emotion, all feelings apart from the longing, always the longing managed to break through. He threw back the remainder of his drink and for the first time in his life wished it was something stronger, something alcoholic.
Honrin didn't do celebrations and balls and parties where so many people that he didn't know were congregated. To say the youngster was miserable was an understatement. He was so cold on his insides that it felt as though he had lumps of ice for lungs instead of flesh and blood. He stayed close to the wall at all times if he could. He had left his station once or twice to obtain food or drink. At one point he hid close to his mother just to be able to feel again, taking in large fortifying breaths as his emotions came rushing back, only to have some unknowing person step between them and sever the connection, by the time they had passed him by Jace had disappeared into the crowd.
The next time he had found a fleet sliver of happiness was when Pandora had approached him to dance. His sister was such a beautiful woman, especially in the pretty blue dress that fit her so well and made her look even more extraordinary. Again that strange longing flared up along with the feeling of being punched in his stomach, there was also a tingling in his spine. If he could have blushed at that moment Honrin would have as impure thoughts came to his mind. But his stupid problem kept away all emotion, all feelings apart from the longing, always the longing managed to break through. He threw back the remainder of his drink and for the first time in his life wished it was something stronger, something alcoholic.