Coming Back Down

N/A · 02-15-2016, 04:59 PM

There had been no fanfare. No great warmth or happiness as Sin’s life ebbed away. There had been a sick feeling deep within Cypress. There was no satisfaction. He had taken a life. Where he had thought there to be joy, to be relief, there was none. He had left the battleground in silence. He had done what he had set out to do... And for what? To stoop to a level no better than that of his wife’s killer and accomplice. It wasn’t until Sin lay lifeless in his jaws that Cypress even realized that he had made a terrible mistake. Anger was a dangerous thing.

Cypress moved back towards Borealis. Towards the scent of the place he’d come to know as home. It was not Sonticus, had lacked his wife’s warmth. But it was alright. Things would be fine. He would breathe in slowly, crossing the borders of Borealis as he tried his best to withstand the pain from his wounds. His belly and gut had suffered the most damage, but by far not as horrid a fate as his opponent had met. Cypress didn’t understand. Why didn’t he feel better that Sin was gone?

A grunt would pass his lips as he forced himself onward. Forced himself towards the den that he slept in alone. He would slip inside, the icy feeling not leaving him. Shield had become sword... He had sought out vengeance. But had it really been won? Would it really, ever, be over? Cypress would collapse onto the dirt floor of the den, a cry of pain passing his lips. If anything he just wanted to lay in this den and sleep. Perhaps in his dreams he would see Arian again. How would she feel about his deed?

Cy would close his eyes, giving a shuddering sigh. Soon he would need to seek out his children, but for now he would do his best to recover from his hurts. He couldn’t imagine how they would feel... And Cypress would ask himself for the umpteenth time that day; Have I done the right thing?

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