The healer and the knight

*Vereux* · 01-29-2014, 11:23 PM

His eye had gotten better, but now he felt even more slightly useless to the world. He wasn't even a year old yet he had two scars. A long one on his right leg, and now he was missing his left eye completely. Leaving a closed cavity with a scar marked across it. Like Eulari he felt like a completely down fallen Armada, however he hid that fact. His father should be proud. And not look at him like he was a failure from his mothers womb who ran off. Vereux was not friendly towards his mother right now, in his heart he wasn't sure if he could forgive her. When he needed her, she had not been there, he didn't blame her, but it was still the fact that he had been left alone only on occasion to be scolded by his father which was the only attention he received, and it was the best attention because it was the only attention.
Vereux definitely was building up a pain immunity at a young age though. Now whenever he fell down a tree, or cut himself, he could tough it out rather than cry for Eris' help. Irune....his sister, Eris' daughter. He had seen the way she acted around her mother, how excited she was. And otherwise he felt like she was an adorable fascination who was finding her place. Or did she? Vereux shook his head at the thought. Raising his chest out. He would be strong, he had to be, because the weaker ones of his family were suffering, and he didn't want them to suffer or feel weak at all.

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