Love mends even the broken parts
Seeing the hurt expression on Maea's face, Loren's lips parted. Then he hesitated, and looked away. "Sorry. That was unfair of me." Burying his face in Astra's fur, he took a deep breath before he looked at the pale woman again. "I...really am sorry. I get like this sometimes, and I know it's wrong to lash out, I just..." He waved a hand vaguely. "Sometimes it feels easier to push people away. That's a...shitty excuse though." Though it was soft, it was clear how ashamed he was.
And his mood darkened further as he continued recounting his past. "The oath manifested as soon as our magic did. For most, that meant when we were children." He paused, searching her features for understanding. "I was five." It came out barely above a whisper.
Shaking his head a little, he looked back towards the ocean. "Because even a stray word could kill us, the family demanded complete and total obedience, supposedly for fear we might die otherwise." His vision swam as his eyes filled with tears.
So he closed them, both to prevent the tears from falling, and to avoid seeing her reaction. "So they tortured us into compliance."
And his mood darkened further as he continued recounting his past. "The oath manifested as soon as our magic did. For most, that meant when we were children." He paused, searching her features for understanding. "I was five." It came out barely above a whisper.
Shaking his head a little, he looked back towards the ocean. "Because even a stray word could kill us, the family demanded complete and total obedience, supposedly for fear we might die otherwise." His vision swam as his eyes filled with tears.
So he closed them, both to prevent the tears from falling, and to avoid seeing her reaction. "So they tortured us into compliance."
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