[the trek to elysia is slow and quiet. sorey hasn't ever been one for mindless chatter, but he almost always has something to say about something. the weight of that number sits heavy on his heart (one thousand years, one thousand years) and though he'd never thought of himself as a major part of his world, it still feels very much like being left behind. he wonders briefly if this is how seraphim always feel, constantly outliving human culture, then banishes the thought as borne from hubris. seraphim's lives don't revolve around humans' as much as the reverse is true, no matter how they might get along now.
there are a lot of tears when sorey climbs that hill and passes through the gates. they're more faded than he remembers, crumbling a bit more, but if there's anything that looks the same it's this mountain top. it makes it hard to believe that time has passed when melody and natalie are there the same as ever, looking like they haven't changed in the least and holding his cheeks while they weep.
sorey spends a few hours in his house, looking at all the new furniture, the fabrics. of course, all of it would have rotted away centuries ago. but there's hardly any dust or cobwebs, and most of the books have been replaced with copies or different ones. it almost seems as if the house's occupant has only been gone for a few months.
Mikleo will be thrilled. He's away overseas now, I think. You should chase after him!
his family kept his house alive for him.
after a few days of rest, sorey heads out to see if dezel ended up sticking around elysia. he both does and doesn't expect it; wind seraphim tend to be flighty by nature, but dezel hovers. and dezel wouldn't leave his side without telling him, not without good reason. it doesn't stop sorey from feeling relieved when he finds dezel at the same place he'd always been when they visited before, at that cliffside near the monolith, overlooking the mountain peaks piercing the cloud cover. he already has a travel bag slung over his shoulder, has already said his (temporary) goodbyes to his family.]
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Date: 2016-11-09 06:20 am (UTC)there are a lot of tears when sorey climbs that hill and passes through the gates. they're more faded than he remembers, crumbling a bit more, but if there's anything that looks the same it's this mountain top. it makes it hard to believe that time has passed when melody and natalie are there the same as ever, looking like they haven't changed in the least and holding his cheeks while they weep.
sorey spends a few hours in his house, looking at all the new furniture, the fabrics. of course, all of it would have rotted away centuries ago. but there's hardly any dust or cobwebs, and most of the books have been replaced with copies or different ones. it almost seems as if the house's occupant has only been gone for a few months.
Mikleo will be thrilled. He's away overseas now, I think. You should chase after him!
his family kept his house alive for him.
after a few days of rest, sorey heads out to see if dezel ended up sticking around elysia. he both does and doesn't expect it; wind seraphim tend to be flighty by nature, but dezel hovers. and dezel wouldn't leave his side without telling him, not without good reason. it doesn't stop sorey from feeling relieved when he finds dezel at the same place he'd always been when they visited before, at that cliffside near the monolith, overlooking the mountain peaks piercing the cloud cover. he already has a travel bag slung over his shoulder, has already said his (temporary) goodbyes to his family.]
Hey.
So, what do you think about crossing the ocean?