god reduced to a thousand-yard stare (MEETING)

Aureus turned his head and wretched, coming to a stand still as he tried to make his heart stop shivering in his chest. Subtle tremors traced their way down his limbs and he sat down heavily, tears welling up at his eyes for the fifth time in a matter of moments. Pyrrhic had given the news to his siblings, the news of their father's death and it just didn't seem like it could be real. Aureus had to get some air to think even though he knew he didn't have much time. Pyrr would call a meeting soon.

Anger burned a hole in his sorrow. He was furious at that monstrous traitor, Archon, a wolf who was supposedly family but one he never really knew. He was furious that that wretch dared to attack his father and he was furious that the Fallen god hadn't bothered to save him. He felt betrayed on multiple fronts. Why did the world have to be so fucked up?

Aureus bit back tears of sorrow and shame. He was a full grown warrior now and here he was whimpering like a pup but he just didn't know how to stop the emotions that roiled through him. In particular was a gnawing, biting fear. How were they going to live without Malleus? How was Risen going to keep going? He just couldn't see it. Aureus tried taking deep breaths to stop the tears but the underlying emotions pulled and tugged at him beneath the surface like a mischievous current just aching to drag him under.

His brother's call rang out and Aureus turned from the garden back to the castle. He swiftly moved to sit near his brother and await the meetings beginning. What more could be said between them and what good were more words anyway?