Enocra Woodland
Pine, spruce and firs alike...
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I know that he's been holding it all inside and that's not healthy. I should know. I hold in a lot of things, a lot of feelings. It's what I'm known for but before Moladian I was numb. There wasn't much I did feel. Before imprints and Kiska came into my life. I can understand what he's going through because Kiska disappeared on me. Most of my children died and the others I have either don't trust me or have disappeared too. When I tell him that Isola did the right thing, he shakes his head and I scowl. He tries to defend my actions and I furrow my brow. I scowl again when he brings up Voltaire. I sigh and shake my head. "It doesn't matter if I didn't mean to. I DID hurt someone. I hurt an innocent child. Who knows what would have happened if Heyel didn't pull me off of her. Voltaire has been exonerated. He got his forgiveness. I don't want mine. There's the difference." He doesn't like it when I growl but it angers me to know that he was trying to take my punishment. That was not for him to decide. "You can't just decide that for me though, Amir. I left on my own. I'm just not allowed to come back." I look at his eye and cringe, remembering well how I marked him. At least we change the subject. He tells me about his smell. He whines when I tell him that he couldn't do anything to stop what happened. I can see he keeps beating himself up about it and I hate that. When I walk to him, he stands his ground and as I wrap my neck around his, he shakes uncontrollably. I tell him to keep going and he asks me how. I can feel his body slowing down in the shaking as I begin. "You find your inner strength. I know its in you, Amir. It always has been." DMC_male_twenty years_no mate_imprinted on |