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06.Sep.12, 02:42 AM
I'shan was a lot of things. He was bored, overexertion, confused, and frustrated, but more than anything else in the world, he was lonely. N'gelt only had time for sex these days, and even that seemed like it was becoming a rarer and rarer thing. The wily little bluerider had managed to alienate far too many of his friends, though he hadn't yet put the pieces together and noticed that it all came when his relationship began. How could his being in a controlling relationship possibly affect his friendships?
With I'shan, there was always the chance that he did know, though. There was always the chance that somewhere deep underneath his skin, he knew but chose to lie to himself and say he didn't. I'shan had never been very good at facing or accepting the truth, and he was more than happy to tell himself absolutely anything if he thought it would keep the pain away for a little longer. Denial was his greatest bedfellow in times of hardship.
He sighed and sank down into the heated water, soft eyes tracing the shadows on the walls. A couple dim glowbaskets kept the room at an acceptable dusk-like level of lightning, just enough to amplify the sleep-inducing touch of the hot water. His fingers drummed idly on the side of the bath. I'm so tired of the island, Ilv
Do not let it trouble you. I am here, watching over the boy. I will return to pick you up once you are clean and content The dragon's words were so laced with love and reassurance that I'shan couldn't help but be comforted. A smile appeared on his uncharacteristically dour face. Thanks, Ilv. I won't take too long. I just needed to rest.
I'shan wanted to rest, but he also realized how badly he didn't want to be alone anymore. Sitting out on that island was torture. He supposed after his bath, he might go to the dining hall just to chat with some people and catch up on the latest gossip...something to rouse it's mind from it's latest slump. Yes, that would be nice. That would be very nice indeed.
He sighed again, this time happily, and sank beneath the water's surface. He let both the bath and Ilveriath's warmth envelop him, holding him safe. He wished he never had to return to the surface.
With I'shan, there was always the chance that he did know, though. There was always the chance that somewhere deep underneath his skin, he knew but chose to lie to himself and say he didn't. I'shan had never been very good at facing or accepting the truth, and he was more than happy to tell himself absolutely anything if he thought it would keep the pain away for a little longer. Denial was his greatest bedfellow in times of hardship.
He sighed and sank down into the heated water, soft eyes tracing the shadows on the walls. A couple dim glowbaskets kept the room at an acceptable dusk-like level of lightning, just enough to amplify the sleep-inducing touch of the hot water. His fingers drummed idly on the side of the bath. I'm so tired of the island, Ilv
Do not let it trouble you. I am here, watching over the boy. I will return to pick you up once you are clean and content The dragon's words were so laced with love and reassurance that I'shan couldn't help but be comforted. A smile appeared on his uncharacteristically dour face. Thanks, Ilv. I won't take too long. I just needed to rest.
I'shan wanted to rest, but he also realized how badly he didn't want to be alone anymore. Sitting out on that island was torture. He supposed after his bath, he might go to the dining hall just to chat with some people and catch up on the latest gossip...something to rouse it's mind from it's latest slump. Yes, that would be nice. That would be very nice indeed.
He sighed again, this time happily, and sank beneath the water's surface. He let both the bath and Ilveriath's warmth envelop him, holding him safe. He wished he never had to return to the surface.
