8 hours ago
Nate hadn't come.
Weren't that all of them had showed themselves, either, but- some of Walosi's people. came and went, and Cecil knew that. Couldn't expect them all to be in calling range. But what they were damned sure of was that Nate has been, and in remembering that they remembered the portals, too.
The tree, rent by the claws of angry ghosts. And the wolf, chained. Cecil knew he hadn't come to sing, 'cause they would've picked his voice from the others for a certainty. Which meant-
Could mean he could be anywhere. Cecil didn't like to think on the other thing it might mean, even though it were staring them in the face.
Might've been smart to wait a place they knew he'd come back to but they weren't the type for it. And truthfully, didn't know he'd come back at all. Nate'd always been trying to run. Cecil wanted to believe that he wouldn't do this on purpose.
Wanted to. But there was that little kernel of disbelief.
The tree, across the great lake, was still. Cecil followed the shore, hoping for a crossing, 'cause growing close enough to put more than their feet in closed their throat up in remembered panic. But didn't find much, only familiar trees and none of the scent they were looking for.
A bend in the trees revealed a blue-black figure illuminated by green flame, and for a moment Cecil's steps stuttered, heart caught in their throat, before they blinked and realized it weren't who they were looking for. But whoever it was stood on three legs only, the fourth dangling useless at their side, and Cecil... wondered.
"Hey," they called. "You all right?"
Weren't that all of them had showed themselves, either, but- some of Walosi's people. came and went, and Cecil knew that. Couldn't expect them all to be in calling range. But what they were damned sure of was that Nate has been, and in remembering that they remembered the portals, too.
The tree, rent by the claws of angry ghosts. And the wolf, chained. Cecil knew he hadn't come to sing, 'cause they would've picked his voice from the others for a certainty. Which meant-
Could mean he could be anywhere. Cecil didn't like to think on the other thing it might mean, even though it were staring them in the face.
Might've been smart to wait a place they knew he'd come back to but they weren't the type for it. And truthfully, didn't know he'd come back at all. Nate'd always been trying to run. Cecil wanted to believe that he wouldn't do this on purpose.
Wanted to. But there was that little kernel of disbelief.
The tree, across the great lake, was still. Cecil followed the shore, hoping for a crossing, 'cause growing close enough to put more than their feet in closed their throat up in remembered panic. But didn't find much, only familiar trees and none of the scent they were looking for.
A bend in the trees revealed a blue-black figure illuminated by green flame, and for a moment Cecil's steps stuttered, heart caught in their throat, before they blinked and realized it weren't who they were looking for. But whoever it was stood on three legs only, the fourth dangling useless at their side, and Cecil... wondered.
"Hey," they called. "You all right?"
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