02-16-2026, 10:51 PM
harrowed
Relief hits the white stallion so hard his legs threaten to give out beneath him when he sees his dad. If Torryn is okay than surely the others were as well. Harrowed moves to take a step towards Torryn before hesitating, his relief highlighting the other, worse, thoughts and emotions roaring through him. He becomes awash in shame that he may be overwhelming Torryn right now simply by his presence and his turblulent thoughts. "Oh god I…" The intoxication of being around someone in distress is something still fresh in his memory. It was the last time he had felt the bodach, on the mountain with the other puppets, and the memory lingers with a white-hot presence. "If you're hungry…"
"We can talk and eat." He says and although he means it, is absolutely sincere about the offer, the laugh that escapes him is hollow.
So much of his world has shifted these last few days and he most definitely hasn't made any progress on processing it.
He begins to explain why the answer to Torryn's question is a resounding no. "I was pulled to the Mountain. I thought… I thought you were all dead or trapped in that horrible world. You, mother, Evade…" His rich red eyes are brimming with each emotion that he is feeling. It is all there, shining on the surface. The memories of those twisted nightmares, the way he had to kill or harm each of them in order to pass. "And I… I changed." He is not worried about Torryn being disappointed by this change, he knows enough to know that this should be a relief, but Harrowed feels the disappointment anyway - the ache over something so familiar being lost and something foreign left in its place.
"It's gone." The thing that tied him to his father and brother. The only thing that Harrowed knew how to be. Every instinct and lesson now defunct, leaving him confused and shaken.
"We can talk and eat." He says and although he means it, is absolutely sincere about the offer, the laugh that escapes him is hollow.
So much of his world has shifted these last few days and he most definitely hasn't made any progress on processing it.
He begins to explain why the answer to Torryn's question is a resounding no. "I was pulled to the Mountain. I thought… I thought you were all dead or trapped in that horrible world. You, mother, Evade…" His rich red eyes are brimming with each emotion that he is feeling. It is all there, shining on the surface. The memories of those twisted nightmares, the way he had to kill or harm each of them in order to pass. "And I… I changed." He is not worried about Torryn being disappointed by this change, he knows enough to know that this should be a relief, but Harrowed feels the disappointment anyway - the ache over something so familiar being lost and something foreign left in its place.
"It's gone." The thing that tied him to his father and brother. The only thing that Harrowed knew how to be. Every instinct and lesson now defunct, leaving him confused and shaken.
@Torryn