09-19-2024, 11:03 AM
Nox wanted to talk. But Oriena wasn't the person to talk to. She'd let him ramble but she'd hate him for it. He'd already said too much, he words bit and he nodded. "So you keep telling me." The sad thing was, Nox was coming to believe it himself, which only drew down his mood. His life worked right now -- without Raffe. And he knew it was wrong, knew it would only piss Raffe off giving him a means of controlling someone -- most specifically intended to compel the truth from him or even worse just compel Nox to do whatever he wanted. It was a wrong choice. Nox knew it. But with the horde in his head, what was he supposed to do? He couldn't take it out. There was nothing to kill. He didn't have a parasite. It was all him. It was all fucking him.
Nox wiped the single tear that slide down his cheek and cleared his throat. He focused on the program. "It's all pretty easy, which is why Aurora and Sage created it for me. Made for Dummies she use to say. It's just bigger." Nox reached up and shoved the shield off to the side and pulled out the colors she'd need. "It's just like drawing." Nox picked fire and drew in the space in front of him the weave to create a ball of light. "Not as easy as thinking about it, but it's a great visual tool. I only wish Aurora and I had thought about using it when we were trying to help each other. Might have saved a few singed hairs." Learning to wield the power of the gods was a fond memory with his sister. He missed her.
And it took far more effort than he'd have liked to keep the tears from falling. His life fell apart the day they crashed a plane. Not that it had been going great before that. But it hadn't been right since their mother died. Nox wrapped himself up in the emptiness of the power and let the feelings trickle around him. He didn't want to deal with this in front of Oriena. He'd have to find Hayden, if he were still in town, or find someone else he could talk to. Oriena definitely wasn't the person even if she was the only person who even understood a fraction of what he was going through. Her words still echoed in his mind though. Maybe he should just stay away.
Nox wiped the single tear that slide down his cheek and cleared his throat. He focused on the program. "It's all pretty easy, which is why Aurora and Sage created it for me. Made for Dummies she use to say. It's just bigger." Nox reached up and shoved the shield off to the side and pulled out the colors she'd need. "It's just like drawing." Nox picked fire and drew in the space in front of him the weave to create a ball of light. "Not as easy as thinking about it, but it's a great visual tool. I only wish Aurora and I had thought about using it when we were trying to help each other. Might have saved a few singed hairs." Learning to wield the power of the gods was a fond memory with his sister. He missed her.
And it took far more effort than he'd have liked to keep the tears from falling. His life fell apart the day they crashed a plane. Not that it had been going great before that. But it hadn't been right since their mother died. Nox wrapped himself up in the emptiness of the power and let the feelings trickle around him. He didn't want to deal with this in front of Oriena. He'd have to find Hayden, if he were still in town, or find someone else he could talk to. Oriena definitely wasn't the person even if she was the only person who even understood a fraction of what he was going through. Her words still echoed in his mind though. Maybe he should just stay away.
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