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[This is difficult.]
The problems had been protruding like a nail from a wall, never used to hang anything, but painted over and smoothed several times. Yorolaie now wanted this nail hammered in, a level smooth surface where a problem used to be. It would be so, once he had spoken to his parents about his decision. Perhaps he’d even place a picture of Leifd over the scar to make the memory of that painful sharp annoyance seem humorous, or worth the discomfort.
There they were. Thanatos and Darryn, Sun and Night. The men whose lives and interactions had caused his existence. Thanatos, workaholic, reserved, reasonable. Darryn, emotional, loyal, reliable. Both of them, father.
He sat facing them, lifting his fingers in decline as Darryn silently offered him cake and tea. There was an untouched slice of apple sponge in front of him and a bare plate before Thanatos as well.
When this conversation was over perhaps he could eat cake. Such a simple small goal attempting to eclipse the larger one, but it was definitely attainable.
“Thank you both for coming. What I have to tell you wont take long unless you have questions. I've thought about it a considerable amount."
There they were. Thanatos and Darryn, Sun and Night. The men whose lives and interactions had caused his existence. Thanatos, workaholic, reserved, reasonable. Darryn, emotional, loyal, reliable. Both of them, father.
He sat facing them, lifting his fingers in decline as Darryn silently offered him cake and tea. There was an untouched slice of apple sponge in front of him and a bare plate before Thanatos as well.
When this conversation was over perhaps he could eat cake. Such a simple small goal attempting to eclipse the larger one, but it was definitely attainable.
“Thank you both for coming. What I have to tell you wont take long unless you have questions. I've thought about it a considerable amount."