There's always tomorrow

Magnus had left Ludicael for a few short hours, just to give him some space. He couldn't come to.grips with what had happened. It had stopped his life in it's tracks. It felt like every thing he did was pointless. Had no purpose, Aurora gave him purpose. But she was gone. She had been wiped from existence, swatted like a peaky mosquito. He would return shortly, but for now he wanted a break, a break from Australis's accusing glares, and the crushing weight upon his chest. If he had gone faster and caught up with her, none of this would have happened it was all his fault. He wound his way through the tree branches, keeping to the tree line though. The scent of the other male reached his nose, but he paid no heed to it. He did not want to talk right at the moment.

ooc: sucky phone post :(