AKHIL
He always knew they would find each other again.
It was just his way, to settle down and make roots for several years before growing restless and leave to wander. Before, he had always returned to the Deserts. He’d always felt confident that he could recreate himself there, whether he was a councilman or just a resident.
But this time, there was no Deserts for him to return to.
And though he was calm during Beqanna’s reformation, he was no longer confident. He didn’t know, of course, that the Deserts had been gone for years; Beqanna’s first victim. He didn’t know of the wars, or how it had almost been under the Valley’s control. He only knew that he was truly homeless for the first time in his long life.
Homeless, but not alone.
Leola reminds him so much of his only daughter with Maye, Charley, so outgoing and full of life. Akhil smiles, proud and excited, as the young black girl squeaks and falls and bounds about. “Well, Leola, I know everything,” he says with a wide grin, looking back down at Epithet, completely oblivious to the subtle tone in her voice that was less than thrilled with Akhil. Why would there be any reason for her to be unhappy with him? After all, they’d just had a beautiful, healthy child.
He relaxes, moving closer to where Epithet lay, nuzzling her and nibbling at her withers. He hoped she would continue to recover; after all, where did they have to be?
“How are you feeling? How have you been?” He asks, glancing back and forth between Epithet and Leola.
It was just his way, to settle down and make roots for several years before growing restless and leave to wander. Before, he had always returned to the Deserts. He’d always felt confident that he could recreate himself there, whether he was a councilman or just a resident.
But this time, there was no Deserts for him to return to.
And though he was calm during Beqanna’s reformation, he was no longer confident. He didn’t know, of course, that the Deserts had been gone for years; Beqanna’s first victim. He didn’t know of the wars, or how it had almost been under the Valley’s control. He only knew that he was truly homeless for the first time in his long life.
Homeless, but not alone.
Leola reminds him so much of his only daughter with Maye, Charley, so outgoing and full of life. Akhil smiles, proud and excited, as the young black girl squeaks and falls and bounds about. “Well, Leola, I know everything,” he says with a wide grin, looking back down at Epithet, completely oblivious to the subtle tone in her voice that was less than thrilled with Akhil. Why would there be any reason for her to be unhappy with him? After all, they’d just had a beautiful, healthy child.
He relaxes, moving closer to where Epithet lay, nuzzling her and nibbling at her withers. He hoped she would continue to recover; after all, where did they have to be?
“How are you feeling? How have you been?” He asks, glancing back and forth between Epithet and Leola.
sit back and watch the world go by.
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