Only twenty minutes to sleep
But you dream of some epiphany
But you dream of some epiphany
There was no room for embarrassment at what Zavien was witness to, only a deep-seated shame that Soh couldn't quite shake. To have a new companion felt wrong even as it felt perfect. On the one hand, the bond never lied, and Soh could feel the cloud wyrm's devotion and affection as though it were here own - because it was, deep down, a new protective adoration blossoming in her chest as the wyrm climbed along her arm to settle gently on her shoulder. But it also felt disloyal somehow, like she was replacing Tarak in a way that she'd never intended nor even dreamed possible.
It wasn't your fault, said Zavien, but Soh shook her head in mute disagreement, because it was. Tarak had died for her, because of her, and if she hadn't brought him, if she had protected him, he'd still be here. But Zavien was right, too - companions didn't choose their bondeds because they wanted protection. It went so much deeper than that, a blessed bond that defied all expectation and logic.
The cloud wyrm's touch was cool and damp, like walking through a fine mist. The little creature chimed a question at her, tilting her head as she regarded Soh's free-falling tears. "No," Soh whispered. "I'm not mad at you." She reached up, tentative and trembling, to stroke the companion's head. The cloud wyrm shifted, directing Soh to scratch beneath her chin, eyes half-closing in pleasure at the touch. The sight coaxed a smile from Soh in spite of herself, however wobbly that smile might have been.
Sol appeared to trill a happy greeting, and the cloud wyrm twisted to regard the dragon with interest. She floated gently from Soh's shoulder with a friendly chime, leaving behind a cloud to continue to shade the humans as she played with Sol. In the wake of so much emotion, Soh leaned her head on Zavien's shoulder, taking a shuddering breath. "I know you're right," she murmured. "And it's not that I don't want her, I just - " She sighed. "I don't want to lose anyone else. Not ever."
It wasn't your fault, said Zavien, but Soh shook her head in mute disagreement, because it was. Tarak had died for her, because of her, and if she hadn't brought him, if she had protected him, he'd still be here. But Zavien was right, too - companions didn't choose their bondeds because they wanted protection. It went so much deeper than that, a blessed bond that defied all expectation and logic.
The cloud wyrm's touch was cool and damp, like walking through a fine mist. The little creature chimed a question at her, tilting her head as she regarded Soh's free-falling tears. "No," Soh whispered. "I'm not mad at you." She reached up, tentative and trembling, to stroke the companion's head. The cloud wyrm shifted, directing Soh to scratch beneath her chin, eyes half-closing in pleasure at the touch. The sight coaxed a smile from Soh in spite of herself, however wobbly that smile might have been.
Sol appeared to trill a happy greeting, and the cloud wyrm twisted to regard the dragon with interest. She floated gently from Soh's shoulder with a friendly chime, leaving behind a cloud to continue to shade the humans as she played with Sol. In the wake of so much emotion, Soh leaned her head on Zavien's shoulder, taking a shuddering breath. "I know you're right," she murmured. "And it's not that I don't want her, I just - " She sighed. "I don't want to lose anyone else. Not ever."
Just one single glimpse of relief
To make some sense of what you've seen
To make some sense of what you've seen
Sohalia
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
Feel free to use force/magic on Sohalia.
