A machine where your heart once was
Slowly takes the place of you
Slowly takes the place of you
Stormbreak, blessedly, was fine. Torchline, unfortunately, was not.
Liam had come as swiftly as he could, but it had been slow going with the Skyport destroyed. He was further slowed by a lack of knowledge about the terrain: he’d never spent much time in Torchline, and even when he’d managed to make it across the coastal region’s border, he wasn’t quite sure where he was or where he was going. He consulted the map he’d brought along often, eventually making his way deeper into Torchline territory, into a region called the Ahi Coast.
He supposed that, in happier times, the Coast was probably quite lovely. Now, though, it was covered in knee-deep water that had yet to recede, and debris was scattered everywhere Liam looked. He surveyed it all with a grim look. He remembered how long it had taken Stormbreak to recover after the Ascended attack. This was, somehow, even worse.
He’d been recruited for a search and rescue team, working through the area in a grid formation to look for survivors. For a long time, Liam didn’t find any. He found plenty of bodies, though. He tried to keep count for a while so that he could report to Hadama on the casualties; eventually, though, he gave up. There were just too many.
A sound caught his attention and Liam looked around, scanning the wreckage around him for the source. There, clinging to a piece of a building - a young man. A boy, really. He was dirty and bloody and exhausted, but he was alive, and Liam splashed through the shallows to haul himself up beside the young man. ”It’s okay,” he said. ”You’re going to be okay.”
Liam had come as swiftly as he could, but it had been slow going with the Skyport destroyed. He was further slowed by a lack of knowledge about the terrain: he’d never spent much time in Torchline, and even when he’d managed to make it across the coastal region’s border, he wasn’t quite sure where he was or where he was going. He consulted the map he’d brought along often, eventually making his way deeper into Torchline territory, into a region called the Ahi Coast.
He supposed that, in happier times, the Coast was probably quite lovely. Now, though, it was covered in knee-deep water that had yet to recede, and debris was scattered everywhere Liam looked. He surveyed it all with a grim look. He remembered how long it had taken Stormbreak to recover after the Ascended attack. This was, somehow, even worse.
He’d been recruited for a search and rescue team, working through the area in a grid formation to look for survivors. For a long time, Liam didn’t find any. He found plenty of bodies, though. He tried to keep count for a while so that he could report to Hadama on the casualties; eventually, though, he gave up. There were just too many.
A sound caught his attention and Liam looked around, scanning the wreckage around him for the source. There, clinging to a piece of a building - a young man. A boy, really. He was dirty and bloody and exhausted, but he was alive, and Liam splashed through the shallows to haul himself up beside the young man. ”It’s okay,” he said. ”You’re going to be okay.”
Only hold the memories now
Of a love I thought I knew
Of a love I thought I knew
Liam
