Off My Mind
01-17-2016, 11:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-17-2016, 11:05 PM by Epiphron.)
It was rare to see her falter, but all she felt now was aching uncertainty. Why had she returned, after all this time? Azalea seemed far less sinister now than she had on that fateful day, but she still felt her mind bristle defensively as she approached her. She stood for a long moment, feeling tongue-tied and bewildered, her muddled expression likely not hiding the fact. There was no fear in her sapphire stare - though any feelings of warmth were neatly hidden away. Epiphron could not imagine feeling fear for her family - even her brother, with all of his misdeeds, had never frightened her. A lot has changed, Azalea began, and she nodded slowly in response. "It has," she said gently, considering for a moment. The loss of her brother had signified the end of everything, or so it seemed, in retrospect; she and her family had left Seracia not long after, and their family had slowly crumbled apart. It'd been years to pick up the few pieces that remained, though most of them.. their whereabouts were largely unknown. A sigh she hadn't meant to hold in was released as she reflected on the past. It was painful - and it was partially relieving that Azalea sounded somber as she spoke too. "You've always been an Adravendi," she said firmly, her brows pulling together tightly. It didn't matter who judged her - most of them were gone now. Dead or otherwise. "And I would be kidding myself if I expected an apology." Azalea had never taken on her mother's gentleness. She saw much more of Collision in her than Soleil. She'd been brash as a child, often a bit too proud for her own good, and certainly too stubborn to apologize. She could've laughed, but all that came out was a slight huff as she grinned very briefly before her expression softened. "There's no one else around to apologize too, anyway. I haven't seen any of our family for years, besides my own children, and honestly I haven't seen most of them for ages either." There was no reason to hide the touch of sadness that jilted her words; if anything would make her life better, it would be reuniting with her kids. "But.. what about you?" It'd been so long since Glaciem had fallen, and she didn't want to talk about that pack, nor about Isardis. And there was a large gap between Glaciem's demise and the present, and she was truly curious about what had happened then. |