a ray of their own darkness

amun

For once, Amun's sunny and cheerful disposition was gone. He'd seen the message from Maea. For a moment, he'd thought it had to be a sick joke, some cruelty played by the gods.

Then he'd wept, the fluid streaming down his cheeks in lieu of tears. Wandering aimlessly, he'd stumbled through the portal in the Spire. For a moment he'd just stood there in the mists, having no destination in mind beyond away. Away from the news, away from everyone, away from the reality that Maea was...gone. Far too soon, and beyond his reach forever.

Eventually, he'd stirred. Still crying, he headed through to Torchline, needing the comfort of the ocean. Sobbing, he walked blindly through the crowds, unwilling or uncaring about any danger he might face. He pushed his way through to the docks, mostly just following the downward motion of the slope towards the shore and the water.

In his haste and his grief, he wasn't watching where he was going. So he ran nearly headlong into someone, a stranger, who was apparently examining the buildings of Torchline without a care in the world. Only quick thinking kept him from knocking them down. "Sorry." However, it came out half-choked, and not particularly apologetic.

Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me

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