6/13/2025, 9:45 PM
Was it selfish to feel a sliver of relief knowing he wasn't alone in this strange place, under stranger circumstance? A part of him feels for the woman—it sounds as if she'd be torn away from a different life and swept here to lead another. And so he cannot help but wonder if that's how everyone must have arrived here.
Lost, confused, a part of themselves forever lost in a land they couldn't return to.
He must try not to think about it. At least, not while in such calm company. Truth be told, he wasn't quite sure how beasts would react to strangers. Humans are fickle, yes, but canids fall to more primal inclinations. It is a relief, that his presence hadn't incited an unsavory situation.
There is something about how his name sounds on her tongue that tugs at another heartstring. Another whispered memory, of a woman he does not know, calling upon him in a similar softness. It...unsettles him, though he doesn't let it show.
Instead, he greets her with a smile warmer than the rest.
As if all his memories wait for him in Ysrafel. As if a larger part of his soul still haunts the walls of Ararnir.
He follows her gaze.
Lost, confused, a part of themselves forever lost in a land they couldn't return to.
He must try not to think about it. At least, not while in such calm company. Truth be told, he wasn't quite sure how beasts would react to strangers. Humans are fickle, yes, but canids fall to more primal inclinations. It is a relief, that his presence hadn't incited an unsavory situation.
There is something about how his name sounds on her tongue that tugs at another heartstring. Another whispered memory, of a woman he does not know, calling upon him in a similar softness. It...unsettles him, though he doesn't let it show.
Instead, he greets her with a smile warmer than the rest.
Well met, Siru. I have to admit—I am relieved to have run into pleasant company. I...cannot remember the last time I'd done so.This is followed by a pensive, brief expression. He can't remember much of anything.
As if all his memories wait for him in Ysrafel. As if a larger part of his soul still haunts the walls of Ararnir.
He follows her gaze.
It is, isn't it?Almost like an itch you can't quite scratch, or something dancing along the edges of your vision. He exhales a small, misty sigh.
Did you wake here, too?Or had she simply wandered?
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