how far we find ourselves from home
05-05-2019, 11:37 AM
Corvus couldn't even recall how long it'd been since he'd seen Aiden. They'd been best friends as kids, but once his brother's scarcity turned into his disappearance entirely, along with that of his parents.. well, his attention had shifted. He wasn't sure what he assumed - maybe that Aiden went to look after them, or that he'd been bored of Abaven entirely, but Corvus had focused on the present rather than trying to find him. Maybe it'd been the wrong choice, but he'd decided to keep living life. Abaven had changed since Aiden had left it, though he still thought about his brother every day.. and his parents, of course, and nearly everyone else he'd met who'd left them behind. Despite the memories, he hadn't expected to hear Aiden's call. It was always a distant hope, that he might come home someday, but it wasn't something he honestly anticipated. The sound struck a raw nerve and he felt panic and joy alike flood his system, and instantly he moved to react to the call. Corvus wasn't sure he could even move this fast, and by the time he saw Aiden's scrawny form near Shaye's den he was panting hard like he'd just run a marathon. The blood that had rushed to his head was pounding a steady, loud rhythm between his ears and his eyes widened as he drew closer, slowing his pace. What the fuck had happened to Aiden? He looked awful, genuinely awful, and Corvus's brows tightened as concern wove itself across his features. "Aiden! Where... what..." As he came up on him he found himself at a loss for words, and tears - ones he definitely hadn't expected - pricked at his eyes. |
