Rhonan has no idea how to control the shadows. But as it turns out, Rhonan is still a pretty pretty princess. He’s still gold and white. He actually wouldn’t mind being a ball of goo. It would be awesome. Why? Because then he wouldn’t be gold and white.
Instead, he is gold and white, and swathed in shadows now. He likes them. They cling to the gold patches of his coat, trailing behind him like a very depressed cloud. Which is about accurate, because every time Rhonan is alone he can see Noah out of the corner of his eye. He turns, and Noah is gone. How desperately he wants Noah to be standing there one of these days, just waiting for Rhonan to find him.
But no, Noah is gone.
There’s a weird part of him that doesn’t like being with others though. Because when he’s in company, Noah never appears. At least when Noah is there, hovering in the outskirts of his vision, there’s hope. Hope that Noah isn’t dead. Or that Noah can come back from the dead. Maybe, maybe if Rhonan can master this shadow shit he can bring Noah back from the dead.
But instead, Rhonan just tends to fall through them. Like now. He nearly reappears on top of a horse that’s only kind of a horse. He almost looks like he’s made out of shadows, but Rhonan knows he’s not. How does he know this? No damn clue. He just knows it. He has some new and strange and impossible understanding of the darkness that clings to him. He can’t get it to do what he wants, but that might come. Eventually, maybe.
“Shit. Sorry,” he mumbles. Thankfully he teleported and managed to stay standing his time. Half the time he ends up on his ass. The shadows still cling to his coat, and he steps away from the shadow beneath his feet. It’s much safer to avoid them, though he won’t leave if he doesn’t try. Still, who the hell is going to teach him? Like always, Rhonan is on his own.
“I’m Rhonan,” he finally adds, after a long awkward moment in which he just stares and avoids the shadows from the trees. He’s also trying to figure out just exactly what this horse is, because he’s not entirely horse. Mostly horse, but not quite.
rhonan.