Sah
Sah listened as Safrin spoke, some part of him relaxing now that the Goddess had answered his prayer instead of ignoring him. Still, tension remained in his shoulders as Safrin approached with an edge in her voice. He didn't wish to anger her. Or worse, disappoint her. The Wild Thunder raised his head but remained kneeling for the moment as he considered his words. Safrin's beauty took his breath away as usual and he paused before answering.
"The most beautiful things are deadly, and we're at war. It seemed fitting to offer a weapon, as a tool or decoration, even if it'll never compare to one forged by your hands." When Sah had begun to brainstorm what to offer Safrin, the idea of a symbolic and ornate, but functional dagger had stuck with him. Even after considering other options, offerings more typical of him, the concept refused to leave and so the hybrid had run with it.
Sah nodded, "It has been some time." Perhaps it was a character flaw, but Sah could never bring himself to waste Safrin's time with matters that could be solved by mortal means, even after all the years of knowing her. The hybrid was just a speck of dust in the vast cosmos of the Goddess' influence and contented himself with simply praying for guidance and only seeking her out in emergencies. Such as today, a response to the losses Safrin mentioned.
Sah gritted his teeth, "I'm terrified. Not fighting them isn't an option. But I don't know how to do that without losing my family." If Dahlia was willing to kidnap and torture his son over a minor slight, what would she do after he went to Starfall?
"Soleil and Luka are adults, but I still hope to have at least some kind of contingency plan. Either having a way for the twins to get to me or vice-versa in an emergency. Or some other means of protecting them." Sah ran a shaky hand through his hair, "I just don't know what will be the most effective or even what's possible with what time we have left." He'd been a fool. Just because the Family had previously stuck to Demi-gods and those who directly interfered with their plans, he'd assumed that his kids were below their radar. He had been devastatingly wrong, and the guilt and grief mercilessly tore at his heart, forcing Sah to squeeze his eyes shut for a moment to ground himself.
Opening his eyes to Safrin again Sah pleaded, "Would you please help me?"
"The most beautiful things are deadly, and we're at war. It seemed fitting to offer a weapon, as a tool or decoration, even if it'll never compare to one forged by your hands." When Sah had begun to brainstorm what to offer Safrin, the idea of a symbolic and ornate, but functional dagger had stuck with him. Even after considering other options, offerings more typical of him, the concept refused to leave and so the hybrid had run with it.
Sah nodded, "It has been some time." Perhaps it was a character flaw, but Sah could never bring himself to waste Safrin's time with matters that could be solved by mortal means, even after all the years of knowing her. The hybrid was just a speck of dust in the vast cosmos of the Goddess' influence and contented himself with simply praying for guidance and only seeking her out in emergencies. Such as today, a response to the losses Safrin mentioned.
Sah gritted his teeth, "I'm terrified. Not fighting them isn't an option. But I don't know how to do that without losing my family." If Dahlia was willing to kidnap and torture his son over a minor slight, what would she do after he went to Starfall?
"Soleil and Luka are adults, but I still hope to have at least some kind of contingency plan. Either having a way for the twins to get to me or vice-versa in an emergency. Or some other means of protecting them." Sah ran a shaky hand through his hair, "I just don't know what will be the most effective or even what's possible with what time we have left." He'd been a fool. Just because the Family had previously stuck to Demi-gods and those who directly interfered with their plans, he'd assumed that his kids were below their radar. He had been devastatingly wrong, and the guilt and grief mercilessly tore at his heart, forcing Sah to squeeze his eyes shut for a moment to ground himself.
Opening his eyes to Safrin again Sah pleaded, "Would you please help me?"
I think therefore I am,
But what if all I do is bleed?
But what if all I do is bleed?
