Losing My Mind This Time
08-22-2016, 09:30 PM
Seraphim was finding the summer glorious in it's intensity. I mean sure, it was miserable but also unique for that alone. His previous summers had been nothing like the arid, blistering season he now endured. Every day he would languish and think, think and languish. Hunting was an easy matter for a wolf of his size, but keeping cool was quite another matter. This forest was... unearthly. It seemed dark no matter the time of day, and it's mists would vanish only when facing the most ferocious of heat. It was a respite, yet still quite unpleasant... Well, that was summer for you. He felt odd, untied to any one part of the continent yet was compelled to stay in the south. His family was... hard to find these days, but he picked up a scent here and there from time to time. One day soon he would call for them but for some reason he couldn't bring himself too. It was the same sharp feeling of having missed so much, something he was too proud to call guilt, but he couldn't search them out all the same. It would come with apologies and things he was trying not to feel right now. He would keep himself distracted instead. He clung now to the edge of the wood, staring out at the brighter, hotter plain that lay beyond. He was loath to give his forest up but the sun would be setting soon and with heat like this he preferred to travel at night anyways. Perhaps it was time to move on. |
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