-Zavien-
Between Lena and Sol's diligent guidance, they found themselves in another section of the woods, one Zavien hadn't visited before. His eyes attempted to focus on the new surroundings: the giant tree, the twisting roots, the suspicious looking plants.
However, before he could comment on the questionable flora, a staticky broadcast filtered through his mind, full of biting words that were so full of pain and annoyance that took a moment for him to understand their meaning, and even then, he froze in his tracks, looking to Lena. "Does that mean...?" Had they cured Dahlia? Was that even possible? He hadn't thought the Family to be close enough to humans for redemption of any kind. Suddenly he felt guilty, wondering if they should have been focused on saving the Family rather than fighting them.
As much as he wanted to ponder the morality of it all, a bigger question remained. Zavien's eyes widened, a mix of hope and fear trying to grapple for purchase in their green depths. "What does this mean for Stormbreak?" Even though Dahlia had stood in the seat of power, he doubted the other members would give up the city so easily. And even if they did... what remained of their home?
However, before he could comment on the questionable flora, a staticky broadcast filtered through his mind, full of biting words that were so full of pain and annoyance that took a moment for him to understand their meaning, and even then, he froze in his tracks, looking to Lena. "Does that mean...?" Had they cured Dahlia? Was that even possible? He hadn't thought the Family to be close enough to humans for redemption of any kind. Suddenly he felt guilty, wondering if they should have been focused on saving the Family rather than fighting them.
As much as he wanted to ponder the morality of it all, a bigger question remained. Zavien's eyes widened, a mix of hope and fear trying to grapple for purchase in their green depths. "What does this mean for Stormbreak?" Even though Dahlia had stood in the seat of power, he doubted the other members would give up the city so easily. And even if they did... what remained of their home?
Life is getting up one more time
than you've been knocked down.
than you've been knocked down.
