龍 4th of Searing, Year 121, A.o.S 龍
Company: Himself| Thoughts: I found them!| Mood: Resolute
Company: Himself| Thoughts: I found them!| Mood: Resolute
龍 Sitting in front of the graves of his parents, the Hyo looked on with teary eyes as the sun began to set on the horizon. His thoughts were heavy, his cheeks wet from the tears he had been crying. It always hit him at random times, these repressed emotions of his. He never really had a way of dealing with them, so he was used to bottling things up.
He found that he couldnt even hide within the walls of the city, feeling more out of place than he already felt he was. He had to escape the confines of Kalzasi and its people, feeling suffocated within the city. Once outside the walls, he made his way to the one place he felt safe, back to the place he knew as home.
It was supposed to soothe him, but it didnt. With all the progress he had made he still felt empty on the inside, the void evident under the facade he wore each and every day. No matter how many masks he put on and shed he could never truly get rid of that void, or fill it for that matter. His hands fell into his lap as he fought back more tears, he was tired of crying. More so he was angry, angry at the fact he had found them but had no way of facing them. He wasnt strong enough yet, it always seemed to be this way for him.
He didn't want to see those he cared for being hurt again, he didnt want to feel that sting of letting others down, of dealing with knowing that he could slip up and lose the few friends he had. In all these thoughts he had one that seemed like his only choice. He looked to the sky eyes full of tears, determination, and resolve.
"If you can hear me, any of you. I don't care whether it's a spirit, a dragon god, or even mist lord, I beseech you. I have exhausted all options, and even with my skill, I fear it's not enough. I need help, and I'm willing to give you anything if it means exacting my revenge, allowing my family and friends who lost their lives here to finally rest." he cried out, hanging his head low as he wiped the tears from his face.
His eyes all misty from the crying drifted to the grave markers of his parents. 龍
He found that he couldnt even hide within the walls of the city, feeling more out of place than he already felt he was. He had to escape the confines of Kalzasi and its people, feeling suffocated within the city. Once outside the walls, he made his way to the one place he felt safe, back to the place he knew as home.
It was supposed to soothe him, but it didnt. With all the progress he had made he still felt empty on the inside, the void evident under the facade he wore each and every day. No matter how many masks he put on and shed he could never truly get rid of that void, or fill it for that matter. His hands fell into his lap as he fought back more tears, he was tired of crying. More so he was angry, angry at the fact he had found them but had no way of facing them. He wasnt strong enough yet, it always seemed to be this way for him.
He didn't want to see those he cared for being hurt again, he didnt want to feel that sting of letting others down, of dealing with knowing that he could slip up and lose the few friends he had. In all these thoughts he had one that seemed like his only choice. He looked to the sky eyes full of tears, determination, and resolve.
"If you can hear me, any of you. I don't care whether it's a spirit, a dragon god, or even mist lord, I beseech you. I have exhausted all options, and even with my skill, I fear it's not enough. I need help, and I'm willing to give you anything if it means exacting my revenge, allowing my family and friends who lost their lives here to finally rest." he cried out, hanging his head low as he wiped the tears from his face.
His eyes all misty from the crying drifted to the grave markers of his parents. 龍
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