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Finding Your Balance

Seer



Sirius

"Warlord"

The Hallows
High Councilor

Master Fighter (240)

Master Hunter (275)

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age
11 Years
gender
Male
gems
51
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
3,227

LegendaryWealthySamhain 2022Statue 1 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
WordySilver Medal 2020Critical Hit!Critical Fail!Trick 2019Promptober 2019
05-02-2021, 01:06 AM

As Sirius spoke, he thought of Zee. it was a familiar ache in his chest as he scrambled through his thoughts to find the parts he needed. The parts where she calmed him, became his compass, and taught him what was right. It could be said that most of those lessons didn’t stick, but they were still a part of him. He held onto them, to pass them on to the boy.

“Another, slow, deep breath. Feel the muscles, the movement.” His voice was barely above a whisper. The ocean waves seemed louder than his voice. “Hold the breath. Remember your anger, the drive behind it. Remember the feelings that had rushed into you, like the waves of the ocean behind us. Feel that anger. Exhale, long, and slow. Breath the anger out with it, let go of the sensation. Think of the things you love, to guide you. Remember the smile of someone you want to see smile. Hear a laugh.” The Warlord murmured gently. His own thoughts trailing through similar roots as he guided the boy. He thought of the times people had hurt those he loved. He thought of Zee’s smile, though it was a bittersweet memory. Painful. He thought of Tamsyn’s instead. Of her laughter. So rare these last few days.

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