SWAYING TO THE RHYTHM
OF THE NEW WORLD ORDER
cakeBane had been lost, once upon a time. He had been an angry child, a wild young man with a darkness in his mind and his heart. He had fed his addiction and taunted the heavens, and reaped the consequences for it all, ending up in chains for his mistakes. Or for his actions, perhaps; even now, he liked to think he had done it all for a reason, a greater purpose. He was different now, he had found some redemption from that life, he had found his purpose. And he had gained self-control. These were the only ways in which he really had changed; that darkness was still there, that taint on his soul, but he kept it on a short leash now. He had learned to hide it. Appearances were everything, and appearances were deceiving.
cakeHer words made the man smile briefly. It was amusing, really, that this woman wouldn't have minded seeing his father again. She was the only one he had met, so far, who cared. "Long and arduous," Bane responded to the lady, glancing down at her and her granddaughter as he walked. It was getting later. Midnight in this part of the world didn't last as long as he was used to, during the winter. "We walked for months, only stopping to hunt and to sleep. He told me stories of Nova Scotia and of the people here. Getting back was the only thing he ever considered important." His own son certainly hadn't been much of an issue in the matter. Bane had always felt that Tsunami only wanted to bring him home to please Phasma. Typical of him, he had failed. "So one night, I left him." And both then and now, it had been exactly that simple. Pausing for a moment, he glanced towards the darkening sky. "Have you ever been away from here, Miss Sadira?"
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