Breathless
12-10-2013, 03:58 PM
How many days had it taken him to get here? One? Two? Maybe three? He had lost count of the days due to his frequent stops and dazed vision. His intentions had been to go home, but the closer he got to Seracia, the more his plans started to change. He needed to check on Chrysanthe, because he knew she would need his support now more then ever. His wounds were still fairly fresh, and it would take at least a week for them to completely heal. The stops were necessary, and through it his determination to see her again had fueled him. He nearly collapsed at the borders, but he kept going on until he knew he was safe again. Wobbly, shaky, and breathing heavily, the man would tip his skull back and call for Chrysanthe. He needed to let her know that he was back, and that he was alive. Her guilt and sadness, if she had any, could be lifted. Lips would seal as he would slowly sink toward the earth, allowing himself to relax for the first time in weeks beneath the suns satisfactory warmth.
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