Our paths are like a boomerang

The anger fizzed out as suddenly as it had appeared, and without it the hollow feeling in his gut swelled. He let out a shuddering breath, trying to push back the pain and sorrow that the anger had swallowed. But it was no good. Not in the face of Deathbelles pain. He tilted his head down, hiding his own gaze for a moment. He wasn’t ready for this encounter. He wasn’t sure he ever would be, but so soon after Zee’s death. He knew he didn’t have the strength to help Deathbelle, not when he was struggling to stay sane for his own children.

“Oh, Death…” He said softly. Knowing he couldn’t take her to the Armada against her will with that statement. Not with the stark knowledge that his presence only made things worse for her. “Then it seems we have nothing to offer each other but pain.” He said, his voice hoarse.


"Sirius"