Do we regret

There was something about not knowing that had always bothered Glacier, and a different way to how Voltage had seen it – to him, they had been kicked out, and for a long time he had hated their parents for it. For Glacier, there was a reason, and the knowledge that there would be logic behind their action, and one day he would be old enough to understand it. He was old now, too old, he was going to become an old man and never find the answers that he had once accepted as a fact that he would know one day.

Perhaps Voltage was right, perhaps it wouldn't matter down the line to know, to have a time line and laid out facts, all neat and orderly. After all, all of them had survived off the stories Voltage had told them about their heritage, their elements. It had become them, it had defined them, and for that he would be forever grateful for his emotional brother.

He offered for Voltage to go, and his breath drew in more slowly, more hesitantly. Did Voltage know that his words where a temptation? He made it sound so simple, a hop skip and a jump and he would be there and back again. It was only a few days, but a lot could happen in so little amount of time. Their world could end, and Glacier might not know it until he returned. They could be raided or besieged, they could lose a member... they could lose a child. How could Glacier ever leave them? He had held his breath, and it left him now, a long, tired exhale, one that took with his wishes and left him with reality. “Nothing is certain” he said softly. Not the answers he needed, not the safety of his world.

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