December 24, 2002

If you could change one moment, statement, one action or misunderstanding in your past, what would it be?

[This is a response to the Character Quiz posed by Kerry during the character creation phase of the game. If you are a player in the game I ask that you do not read this unless explicitly directed to do so as this is personal character information. Thanks! Everyone else, read on...]

It was the last time I saw Corwin. I didn't know that he planned to visit before he arrived in the midst of the night.

I felt his presence even while I slumbered -- his arrival always changes the tenor of my home -- after all, he is male, yet somehow, not male by our rules. Corwin is different.

I was still mostly asleep when he came into the house. I awoke when the door opened, and I sent my senses to hear him and see him, and upon realizing that it was merely Corwin I believe I sank back into the warmth of sleep and Deirdre's arms.

His footsteps echoed down the paths of my dreams, and I rolled over, dragging myself slowly from the depths of dreams. He paused to knock upon the door, then entered, calling out my name to wake me. His voice sounded as if he had something to tell me, some news that simply couldn't wait.

I sat up, the blanket falling away to puddle in my lap. As the cool night air struck her back, Deirdre muttered in her sleep and rolled over, curling into my warmth. I settled a hand on her shoulder, smiling for a moment, before I turned back to Corwin.

He stood there on the threshold of my room. One hand was raised slightly as if in the expansive motion of speaking, yet he said nothing. His face was closed to me, expression shuttered. He stared, and I stared back at him, my hand on Deirdre's back, my mind trying to come back from the muddle of sleep into the waking world.

And then he turned on his heel and strode out. His footsteps moved down the stairs almost too fast for me to count and then the door slammed. I grabbed my wrap and ran after him, but when I pulled open the door I could no longer see him. He had already shifted away from Aletheum.

And I have not seen him since.

Posted by Deb Atwood at December 24, 2002 08:41 AM
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