cheerful as an empty handed search party

Coming up on the border of Abaven physically hurt, knowing that their search had ended fruitlessly. Void was giving up, after so long searching and finding nothing Void had simply lost the last of his hope. He wasn’t sure that he could say it outloud, but their family was likely dead, and long dead at this point. They were chasing lost dreams, and for too long now. The facts were hard to accept and swallow but Void did so begrudgingly. He le dhis brother and sister back to Abaven, broken hearted.

Void did feel some hope for the future, however overshadowed the feelings were from grief. They were saying goodbye to an important part of their lives, their family. They were all they had left. Void would do whatever he could to make sure both Spirit and Gloom embraced their potential. They had weaknesses, but there were strengths too. Void wanted to see both of them realize their talents and find joy in their lives. Like he had found… with Plague. The outside influence of the other male had been what opened Void up to emotion to begin with. He’d been close to unfeeling before he’d come into his life. Now he knew some emotions all too well. Like guilt and sorrow.

He’d been quiet the last few days, after revealing his thoughts and plans. They needed to regroup, touch base with Theory, and… Ready for the wedding. Void told Plague yes when he asked him to marry. The young Destruction tried to focus his thoughts on his husband-to-be as they walked and approached the border. He sighed softly and looked to his siblings before letting out a cal for Theory.