I carried my own ashes to the mountains
The notions of shame rambled through him, quietly inward and entirely unaware that those walls didn’t much matter around Alys. In portions and pieces, he was abashed and remorseful to not be with his family all the time, and then on the other slate, being incapable of constantly being in Halo, and watching over it as he should. It was a discomfiting admission of being pulled in multitudes of directions and having no ground or stability except the carved portions of the snow beneath him – and then not being able of standing upon it day in and day out. Maybe later it would be better. Maybe those hours were behind them, and what they eventually had to face was something far greater and consuming.
He gave her a slight smile, as if to relieve the tension building in his own bones, shoving more snow into another jar and grabbing its brethren to repeat the process. That Alys was facing the same multitudes, but for different reasons, made the hints of his grin disappear into tighter lines, head tilting as he reached for something else. “That is understandable.” And difficult – to find she had no protection or means in her own world. “From what I have heard though, that is bound to change.” With Sunjata intending to do exactly as he said after they returned from Starfall.
He gave her a slight smile, as if to relieve the tension building in his own bones, shoving more snow into another jar and grabbing its brethren to repeat the process. That Alys was facing the same multitudes, but for different reasons, made the hints of his grin disappear into tighter lines, head tilting as he reached for something else. “That is understandable.” And difficult – to find she had no protection or means in her own world. “From what I have heard though, that is bound to change.” With Sunjata intending to do exactly as he said after they returned from Starfall.
DEIMOS
