The cave was bigger than he recalled. He knew she wasn’t coming back. He had sent her to live her life. He didn’t know who he was before, but he had enough guilt to last him six reincarnations.
The faint scuttling of a crab breaking ground nearby fills his ears, eyes darting to the roar of the water rushing inside and sucking back out again.
He waded out into the water. The bubbling rush of salt stinging at his eyes as he sinks below, there was something there at the edge of the distant seascape.
It was a line. It was… Faye.
Faye waited for him there.
The evening air was warm and pleasant as the woman worked on her garden, a small tune her mother used to hum escaped her as she sifted through the dirt, her roses had started to whither lately and needed to be tended, the White rose she planted for her sister in law had all but died out, Gabriella Dawnfire frowned slightly as she dug up the dying rose “It seems you could not handle it…” she whispers before tossing the rose in a waste basket nearby.
My Light was here, the spider was it.
Her protective web surrounded me.
All I have now are webs, and no protector.
And now that she’s gone, the darkness takes me.
That’s where I found him. And from the shadows he came
And with him I find peace.
The shadow walker, I call him D.
“…My guard, my friend, my reason for surviving.” The clarity of it struck him. The words just came to him; a moment of inspiration and honesty so clear he could not ignore it. It was like a music hall filled with different instruments playing different songs all building up to a crescendo and then suddenly stopping. The storm clouds had cleared. He had time to think about it now, as he looked down at her as she slept, curled up against his chest. Teslaan’s eyes were looking out into the room. He wasn’t focused on anything in particular. He was breathing slowly, taking in her scent as he gently stroked her hair.
“A Liability, he thinks me a Liability…” her voice was cold hateful. “He would take away all I have left…” her eyes now upon the potted roses in her room, the window open as she watched the spider crawling along the black rose. Its bulb closer now as the small creature moved over it.
The day started as any would, she rose up from beneath the black silk sheets; donning a robe of the same color, the silks clinging to her form as she moved down the halls of her fine home, the Dawnfire estate was always a beautiful sight in the morning, The sun barely risen gave the place a glow, she had asked once before what caused it, “Probably minerals in the stone…” One of her brothers had told her at the time.
The cold wet grass made her gasp as she strode into the gardens heading once again to her own private corner, her smile grew slightly as her dishevelled locks of auburn hair curled around her head wildly, giving her a slightly deranged look. Well even more deranged then she currently was.
I was not sure what woke me, the dream I could not remember perhaps, the knotting in my stomach, maybe just some noise nearby. I rose from my bed moving towards the window, the sun was only just rising in the distance the sky a fiery orange as it took the darkness of the night away.
“No, not right now, I am trying to get the Light back…” I whispered to the shadows swirling at my feet, the tendrils moving up from my own shadows cast by the morning sun.
My footsteps were silent, I made my way through the estate, not a single person was awake; it was almost perfect, no noise, no one to get between me and my task.
I walked across the grounds towards my sanctuary, my beloved garden.