I'm Coming Home

Live...stay alive. Just live. When had that become so hard? When did that become so goddamn difficult? He could barely breathe at times his chest was so tight from grief. He could barely move, just wanted to lay on the beach forever, for all of eternity, until she found her way back to him. His paws ached from how much he searched, rubbed raw and bleeding at the beginning. He could barely eat, it was rare for him too. He had seen his little girl get eaten by the ocean, heart mind body and soul. And, it seemed, Current had only been spared the physical fate of Illume. But then again, he would probably be driven to madness without Glacier at his side. He was damn near without Serefina.

He was sitting on his rock, staring at the endless rocking of the waves.  He was doing better today, if only just for show. He didn't want Astrea to come back and spew her "knowledge" about grief and dispair and how, after a mere few weeks, he should be strong and "live" and be over it by now. It hurt how little she seemed to care about the despair he felt. Perhaps he was being selfish just laying around, but his world had ended. He couldn't do anything more.

The family would do just fine without him.

He breathed a soft sigh and stared out at the horizon, thinking of Sol and how he had given Voltage his blessing to grief, but to stick around the family. And he thought of Glacier, and how much he had done for voltage. And still does. He would be far worse off if it hadn't been for Glacier.

Voltage had always felt things so strongly. Felt everything, every little bit, with all of his heart. And this...this was no exception. He felt terrible, he felt like everything had ended. Like he himself had ended. Had it really only been a few weeks? It felt...it felt like all of eternity.

Voltage sighed softly, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath of the ocean air before he stopped. He paused, eyes opening wide as he stared at the waves. Was that...He slowly turned his head in the direction the scent was coming from, his heart stopping.

"S-sere" He breathed in a broken voice, slowly getting off of his rock. His legs shook, his body weak, but he moved towards her unthinking. He moved mindlessly, as if he was drawn to her by an invisible thread. But then again, hadn't it always been this way? The second his tired, distant stormy eyes fell on her he felt tears fill them, slipping down his cheek without a thought. He was so weak now. Stress, lack of sleep and lack of food had taken its toll. He could almost feel his skin hanging from his muscles in places. He could barely lift his paws but he didn't stop, stepping towards her. Her name on his tongue, like a chant, over and over and over again.

Serefina...

"Burn Baby Burn"