never taught me how to drown

It was getting late, and the little healers den was filling with shadows. The candles about the place gave it a cosy atmosphere, and he found he didn't really feel the cool of the growing evening. He felt heat at his side, and inside and his head was spinning, but in a goodway. It chased out the loneliness and isolation that had been plaguing him.


He found what he craved the most right then and there was connection. It felt so easy to sit there with Halo, and strongly enough he almost felt like crying. Vulnerable from Hikas abandonment, and safety from Halos gentle presence. "Not much, really. I think he's given up the idea that I'll be what he wants me to. His oldest, and blessed with wings, but all the wrong temperament for what he wanted for me." He shook his head, which was a mistake. The room swam. "Hika staying in Valta. Am I so hard to love, Halo?" He asked softly. Naked vulnerability in his voice. The drink had definitely hit him hard.