More than you Think

THANK YOU CANTTINA!

She didn't understand. She waved off his forgetfulness as the result of a short-lived, unimportant meeting. Something minor. Something forgivable. However, it was something Erebos simply couldn't forgive himself for. Forgetting her was not the natural result of their meeting - he never really forgot anyone when he was in his right mind. His swift decline into depression and his loss of control, those had taken his positive memories and buried them deep within the recesses of his mind.



Another heavy sigh escaped him as he kept his icy gaze focused on his paws. The questions she asked sought a normal conversation, something natural and light. With Erebos, though, the answers would be anything but. If he was to overcome this, he needed to open up. He needed to talk to someone who would listen, to feel like he wasn't alone. Sugar-coating simply wouldn't cut it. He turned to Loccian, a hint of sadness in his eyes.



I left Alacritia for a while. I spiraled into one of my many depressions shortly after I met you, and I couldn't control myself. I fell out of my habits, I began seeing nightmares again everywhere I turned. I left to avoid hurting anyone here while a regained a grip on my life. He offered a sad smile, his embarrassment in admitting his condition apparent. I don't know if I could ever join a pack. Few packs would welcome a wolf as... troubled as I.

talk, think