I Was Lost and Lost My Shape

As Aureus stretched out, Eligos slowly lowered himself down to match him. "I know how you feel," he said gravely. A hard admission, since he was supposed to be their leader amd hold all the answers to everything. "I don't know how our father managed the empire with such grace and composure when some days it seems like all I can do to keep the damn dogs from chewing up my bedfurs." His weary expreasion softened though, at the thought of Pyrrhic's little family. "I am glad for Pyrrhic as well. Being an Abraxas isn't particularly calibrated for happiness, so I am pleased that he has found it anyway." And so, so achingly envious. Then quietly, musingly, "The Fallen God can only offer us a path, after all. It is incumbent upon us to decide how or whether to travel upon it. As much as I wish for it, I doubt I will ever find that."