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Posted on March 9, 2013 at 04:14:55 AM by sol
Games were often fun but not this one - no, it grew boring so fast. Vague had always been so honorable when Tesseract had been young - he'd been a wolf of virtue. Lately, though, it seemed something had broken inside him much like the way something had broken inside Tesseract's own mother. It was unexplained, really - the best answer Tesseract could come up with was that they had been too weak to handle their losses and had let their minds turn to their instincts and bitterness. For all the strangeness he had a child, at least he had never lost a friend or loved one to the fires; instead, he had left the disaster liberated and free from messy ties such as family. Yes, he had some family but he did not have the burden of caring for his half siblings - they had perished or been disposed of. Vidar remained but it was not Fate - somewhere, maybe, Tesseract felt some kind of pity for the boy. After all, Vague deserved at least one son and the boy was hardly a threat. Well, now he could be an annoyance but that was all. Vague retorted in regards to Ruvindra; he received little more than a glossy chuckle and side ways glance from Tesseract, his lip curled up in a half smirk. How could Vague love somebody with all his heart when it had been already filled with love for his grief? Love for his dead children? Tesseract's heart had truly only been for one - Caligula. His interest in others was strategic and often little more than that. It seemed Vague was once more hit with an emotion that Tesseract himself hardly understood; it caused his head to tilt slightly, his brow raising up in question. Sadness. It was the emotion that tore and ate his mother alive; it was what he assumed drove Vidar to silence, too. Weakness is what it truly was. "I remember," he simply responded, nodding stoutly before he turned away once more to face over the landscape, smirking idly to himself. Lost his trust? That was fine. Tesseract did not believe trust to be that beneficial - he had trusted his mother to love them, but alas, she had chosen to favor her second born more and more each day. She pampered Elric, Crystalarium and the others so much - so often - she hardly had time to teach. The disaster had answered his calls and for two years, she had taught he and his sister to fight and hunt. She had no choice. She had nothing else to love. "Go, go and try to find your son. I am sure you will find him in the midst of the red backed wolf," he simply responded, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly. Go see Vague - see that he is right. |
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