your words in my memory

The distance she didn’t try to cross was further testament of the gap that now emerged between them. It hurt, these cascading effects of Duch’s decision to go against him. Everything was crumbling around him and he could do absolutely nothing to prevent or repair the damage to his life. To take back how much he hurt those he loved just by believing in Duchess when he never should have, for trusting her and being blind to the flaws they indulge in. This was never how anything was supposed to go, but maybe deep down he had seen it coming and wished so much for his sparkling vision that he had failed to see the reality that Emersyn so clearly laid out for him verbally and silently.

She spoke again, sensing as well as he did that there wasn’t anything more to be said right now. Tomorrow was a whole different story, but tonight he would finally sleep. She was essentially asking if he was going to return to camp with her. He thought he wanted to be alone but as she turned he felt his heart ache for company, for assurance that he wasn’t alone. His chest still ached, but he lifted himself from the divet in the stone. Silently Indigo lifted himself to follow, he needed his band. They were the reason he was here, they were the path that he chose. He needed to focus and immerse himself in the family he built before he lost them too.

”I’m right behind you,” Indigo offered softly. His voice was just as tired as his expression let on. He’d crossed the breaking point but onward he marched.


Indigo Arcturus Fatalis