loren
Jigano could get as tart as he liked. Unfortunately for him, Loren was lost in a sea of anger and self-loathing, one as expansive as the ice below. You know, I’ve someone managed to turn healing into a weapon, before? The words were shockingly calm, considering the toxic swirl of emotions in his mind. Well if we’re getting technical, it’s Rae’s fault. And I know, in my mind, that it’s not mine. Pausing, he gave the the white-haired man a pointed look. But knowing that doesn’t stop me from feeling like it’s my fault. Or that I made it worse. Nor did it stop the Launceleyn from running the day over and over again in his mind in an endless loop, or help him to sleep at night.
At the bard’s anger, the summoner felt a dark amusement bubble up within. I’ve tried. And I’ve failed each and every time. And now those I once considered my closest friends are gone without a trace, and the last I saw and heard of them they hated me. For a moment, his fury warred with his sorrow. Unfortunately, the cold rage won out.
The questions about who and what Loren would be if he stopped caring, stopped trying so hard to be there for others, gave up his hopeless quest to make the world a better place, stopped striving to make meaning out of senseless tragedy or to desperately find his purpose in life gave him pause. In fact, his thoughts and emotions became almost eerily mute. I’d be free. To do as I wished, for once in my godsforsaken life.
At the bard’s anger, the summoner felt a dark amusement bubble up within. I’ve tried. And I’ve failed each and every time. And now those I once considered my closest friends are gone without a trace, and the last I saw and heard of them they hated me. For a moment, his fury warred with his sorrow. Unfortunately, the cold rage won out.
The questions about who and what Loren would be if he stopped caring, stopped trying so hard to be there for others, gave up his hopeless quest to make the world a better place, stopped striving to make meaning out of senseless tragedy or to desperately find his purpose in life gave him pause. In fact, his thoughts and emotions became almost eerily mute. I’d be free. To do as I wished, for once in my godsforsaken life.
Never judge a book by its cover.
