09-24-2008, 06:47 PM
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It was one of the first things he had come to accept, back when he had just started that long train of accepting things he couldn't change. People came and went; they came back, they left forever. They had never been his to control, so in the end, what was there to really dwell on? A memory, a voice -- things that disappeared if left alone long enough, but spotty as his recollection had become, Laruku may very well remember just about everything. Every whisper and breath, every word and bitter tone. Every conversation, every person. The curse wasn't the memory; the curse was the immortality. It would seem as if Clouded Tears had decided on irony in the end and given him the opposite.
She is,he agreed easily and immediately,
I wish more of her family were still around.Of course, almost the entirety of Inferni was technically her family, but even they were few and scattered. And those that were left, well. Grateful as he'd been to Gabriel, Corona was perhaps the only one he'd trust anymore.