Dans le jardin de mes songes
Avalon
08-06-2022, 09:47 PM
The stars had been his home for some time now… though how much time the man was no longer certain. It was harder to gauge time when sight no longer belonged to you, even in death. But Felicien did not worry about time anymore. He had found peace in death, dying for the sake of their children, to protect one of them. The old wolf could be content with that, even when he couldn’t see. He had known Avalon’s beauty, and even now her brilliance is shown strongly in his memory. One of the last memories he had with his sight, and for that, he was grateful.
Avalon had come with him, at some point, and together they watched over their children. But recently, Felicien felt the sadness wash over his spiritual form, one of their children had come to them. A specter, a phantom in death, as their life faded from the mortal plane. Faolan had died, and now his spirit too was here in Somnium. He had been here for a little while, and Felicien felt growing concern for his and Avalon’s remaining children.
”Avalon,” The man called for his mate, sensing her close. “Have you seen them? Our little ones? Has Gargoyle made it to Boreas?” Nevermind the fact that the dead couldn't see the living, and their only knowledge of the world that was came from Faolan himself.
Avalon had come with him, at some point, and together they watched over their children. But recently, Felicien felt the sadness wash over his spiritual form, one of their children had come to them. A specter, a phantom in death, as their life faded from the mortal plane. Faolan had died, and now his spirit too was here in Somnium. He had been here for a little while, and Felicien felt growing concern for his and Avalon’s remaining children.
”Avalon,” The man called for his mate, sensing her close. “Have you seen them? Our little ones? Has Gargoyle made it to Boreas?” Nevermind the fact that the dead couldn't see the living, and their only knowledge of the world that was came from Faolan himself.