I let the burning desert sand run throug my fingers, a contrast to the cold stone at ny back. My skin is starting to tann slightly already and every breath feels like sandpapir. I am surely not use to the desert climate. I know that just as burning it is during the day just as freezing cold will it get at nights.
Why did he tell me i had failed? I mean, i did everything he asked and he tells me i failed?
He payed that wizard to open a portal and gave me that magical stone so i could get back in the blink of an eye, just by saying a word.
It felt like my stomach was turning when i stepped throug commin out just beside the magetower. I ran like whipped just to get away from there. Pulled my hood further down over my face, making me look like sonekind of cultist as i sneaked around the city afraid to run into any of them, afraid to get recognised.
what scared me the most was to pinn my scroll to the wall.
I was there for there for the entire time, as the large city bell rang i could not get the stone activedted fast enough and i ketp falling over the words and cursing myself for it.
Finally i was back in Tanaris, the hot dry desert air burning my lounges and the warm felt like beeing pushed head first into a brick wall but i was proud.
He was not!
He sighed deeply when i stod before him an announched my return.
I had done to well to fast he said. He placed his hand near my heart as he looked into my eyes telling me that u was not healing, i was just hiding the pain, scowlding me with my own teaching.
A wound takes a long time to heal, the greater the wound the longer it takes. He tells me that a wound left unattended and undressed will fester with darkness, that he cleaned my wound by i need to tend to it so it will not fester again.
Come on? What does he expect. I know this.
But what of the others? Where their wounds not that deep or why can they move on so quickly? Ibelin, Reike... Jas? Its only been a couple of weeks and all have been swepped under the rug like dirt.
Was our time together not wort more? Guess he had moved on before he even broke it off.
Or am i just a slow healer? Should i find someone elses arms? Is that what it takes to forget?
No time is the only thing that heals and i am beginning to understand what he is trying to show me.
Maybe they can all just jump to the next... Maybe it meant so little it was not a wound like mine but mearly a small cut, one to not even leave a scar.
So what is my next step? Just wait?
I miss almost all of them; Rabbit always trying to look after me and making me feel better, Irenyas wise words,
Stoen and Devvys talks at the bridge, Tahrina and Allys reasuring words, Ibelin beeing all fatherly with advice, heck even Tikal with his wild nature yet caring when he speaks.
I need to get to know the rest better,Milwin, Chit, Atarane, Sehlanna and Zarcon, Tuskhira, Nomine as well.
And the ones which names i do not know or remember.
But in time... All in due time...
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