"What If..."

Ignis · 05-26-2020, 10:30 PM

Like a soldier marching to war, he found himself marching towards Abaven. Well...not to Abaven directly, but nearby. He wanted to talk to Corvus. With everything he'd been feeling, he needed to know the truth of his own feelings. Ignis had been feeling unhappy and not his usual self since the raid. Since his fight with his best friend. His head and his heart hurt considerably, and the fact that he felt pain in such an unusual way confused him so much...his companions tried to talk to him. Even his usually boisterous cockatoo had tried to reason with him, but Ig refused to listen to either of them. Alone he marched towards the East, leaving behind the whipping winds of the North. He didn't tell his uncle where he was going...he didn't feel like he had to. After all, how could he explain his feelings to his uncle when he didn't even know how he was feeling himself? The whole way, his mind remained occupied. And it wasn't until he heard the distant crashing of waves against rock did he finally stop and realize where he was. The crimson male walked to the edge of the cliff and stared down at the water, his blood-red reflection staring back at him, making the water look like it was stained with blood. He still wasn't entirely sure what he wanted to tell Corvus...and he wondered if he would even show up. With unusually high nervous energy, he tilted his head back and called Corvus to meet him.

"Speech"

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