04-25-2019, 01:02 AM
We got older and I should have known
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
that I’d feel colder when I walk alone
What made this a Resort anyway? Was it better than Ischia and if so, how?
Well, those questions weren’t going to answer themselves probably. It was said that most of his nieces and nephews, cousins (first, second removed, whatever), and perhaps even a full sibling, resided here. Yet, none of them had visited the Isle he lead, or even - which was stranger - Nerine. Heartfire ruled it now, after all.He could get over the fact that perhaps they didn’t like him (not that he particularly fancied that idea, but he knew his personality to be found… hard to be around, at times, by some). But Heartfire had always tried her best to keep her family close. So, to him, it was weird that nobody ever visited.
Well, yes it was cold - but Nerine was doable in summer even to people used to this (way too) hot climate. Yuck. He could not stand it much longer than a single visit; exception for the time when it had been winter and there had been lots of snow and ice.
Anyway, what’s done is done, and since he was already visiting Tephra, the Resort couldn’t be much worse. Besides, it smelled like the Jungle, if one forgot about the salt (but the same thing could be said about Ischia back in the day). Now, he stood at the beach, chest heaving with the effort to swim. The water quickly ran off his body, sure, but perhaps… he was finally getting sick as well.
But he couldn’t be stopped by the sickness now. A leader had to make such sacrifices, even one of a previously safe land. Especially one without too many subjects; needing to travel back and forth to the common lands perhaps more often than others.
That made him wonder if all former safe lands had acted as a form of sanctuary; and what they would do now that the fairies had taken it all back?
Well, those questions weren’t going to answer themselves probably. It was said that most of his nieces and nephews, cousins (first, second removed, whatever), and perhaps even a full sibling, resided here. Yet, none of them had visited the Isle he lead, or even - which was stranger - Nerine. Heartfire ruled it now, after all.He could get over the fact that perhaps they didn’t like him (not that he particularly fancied that idea, but he knew his personality to be found… hard to be around, at times, by some). But Heartfire had always tried her best to keep her family close. So, to him, it was weird that nobody ever visited.
Well, yes it was cold - but Nerine was doable in summer even to people used to this (way too) hot climate. Yuck. He could not stand it much longer than a single visit; exception for the time when it had been winter and there had been lots of snow and ice.
Anyway, what’s done is done, and since he was already visiting Tephra, the Resort couldn’t be much worse. Besides, it smelled like the Jungle, if one forgot about the salt (but the same thing could be said about Ischia back in the day). Now, he stood at the beach, chest heaving with the effort to swim. The water quickly ran off his body, sure, but perhaps… he was finally getting sick as well.
But he couldn’t be stopped by the sickness now. A leader had to make such sacrifices, even one of a previously safe land. Especially one without too many subjects; needing to travel back and forth to the common lands perhaps more often than others.
That made him wonder if all former safe lands had acted as a form of sanctuary; and what they would do now that the fairies had taken it all back?
Leilan
no. 7 | ice forged in fire
Two things I know I can make: pretty kids, and people mad.
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