I Dreamed A Dream
Things had been rough for the boy as of late, Célestin felt like he was being pulled in two different directions. One part of him, the part of him that was self-interested knew he would be happiest if he still went with Pegasus, he couldn't deny his attraction in the other boy... but then he was denying it wasn't he? And could he really just leave his family after all that had happened for a friend he couldn't even bring himself to be honest with, partially because he was afraid he'd be rejected and partially because he was sure he'd be rejected. So to say he'd been distant recently would probably be an understatement, he didn't exactly feel like he could face Pegasus right now, feeling like regardless of what he did he'd be betraying at least one wolf he loved... And that was the crux of the issue, he didn't want to hurt anyone that important to him; their happiness overriding his desires for himself; which were muddled enough as it was. Still when Pegasus asked him to go out on an adventure Célestin put on a happy face, not wanting to worry his friend too much... of course as it turned out that wasn't possible; he wasn't exactly the most subtle wolf and his normal happy chatter had been missing, the boy's mind too full of grief and pain and conflict to generate much in the way of conversation. Not even the promise of going to find a dragon could give him much more energy than he'd barely managed to muster to follow Pegasus. Not that they even got that far. No, it seemed as if the world was conspiring to make the poor boy miserable, instead the pair found themselves trapped in a cavern; a snowstorm forcing them to shelter. This too would have normally seemed its own kind of adventure for the boy but he couldn't help feeling like maybe it was instead a premonition of what his life would be like. Célestin watched the snow blowing outside the mouth of the cave with weary eyes, he looked like shit, he was unkempt; more so than usual anyways as he simply couldn't summon the energy to groom himself and his eyes were tired, a sign of his many sleepless nights since his sister's passing. He forced his focus back to Pegasus as his friend spoke, not wanting to lose a single word his friend said even as he struggled with his own focus. "I don't think you did." The boy said, grateful for the momentary distraction to wrack through his mind and try to pinpoint a time when Pegasus had told him any such story. "Go on." He said inviting his friend to share the story and silently praying he would be able to focus on it enough to experience even momentary respite... Some part of him, small and weak right now also perked up; his friend's former life had fascinated him to no end and the part of him that craved to know every single detail of Pegasus' past was quietly pushing its way forwards. Célestin never wanted to miss anything Pegasus said... even right now. Word count: 532 Walk, "Talk", Think |
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