Warden

[Rhaegor]

I take a deep breath as Warden presses his lips to the side of my mouth, the kiss of a brother long beloved by my heart. I cannot decipher whether my words had any affect, positive or negative, but I know that Warden listened with his full attention. By the way he lends the full spirit of his self to the touch I know.

Though I want to push, to pry, to soothe, to fix, to find each and every wire and uncross it at the source -- but I resist. I cannot control Warden's response to my idealism. I can only hope and continue on my own path, though I hope to journey alongside him with great support and compassion nonetheless.

You make it sound so beautiful, Rhaegor. I wish I could see it for more than it is. Something clenches inside of me, the part that longs with such fervor to fix, mend, rectify; it clenches and I almost fall victim to its exhausting whims. A mirror expression befalls my face as the one which dresses Warden's, one of an internal struggle. But I manage to stay silent until Warden finishes his part.

I only hope that what I see will somehow aid me in the coming seasons and help me lead Tephra in a way that brings peace and prosperity.

You sound so much much like your father and your sister, I say, laughing with a gentle click-click-click. You have the gentle heart of a peacemaker. A caretaker. I might even go as far as saying a sanctuarian. And yet the times prevent you from realizing your dream of peace... For now. I smile a weary but perseverant smile. Stick around long enough and you will see that time come. You will make sure of it. I know you will.

And so we stand, enjoying each other's company. Whether more words come or not, I find myself contended; I may not be able to change the future, but as for right now? I can at least enjoy that.

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@[Warden]