The Nothing's Thought

He woke up feeling...strange. He wasn't sure what to call the feeling...it was a mixture of things, and what he could place just didn't feel right. Melancholic. Indifferent. Angry. Afraid. Anxious. Confused. At ease... He couldn't place just one feeling, but it was as if they were all combining or changing so fast he felt like a chameleon in his own skin. He didn't know how he was supposed to feel right now. He had been feeling remorse for half blinding his uncle before exiling him and Winter, and for forcing Tsunami to stay. And especially for threatening Drifa...but he knew in his heart of hearts he could never kill the Elder woman...he knew his mind often shifted to more violent tendencies, but he honestly felt he didn't have it in him to do something like that. Sighing, he stopped at the edge of the borders and looked out. He tried to occupy his mind with a patrol, but not even that seemed to be working...