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10.Feb.12, 05:43 AM
For Talian, it was another fitful night.
He was fortunate. He had some friends in his class now, which couldn't be said about his old healer classes back at home. B'jin cared for him like a father. Some of his classmates had become increasingly close friends. That was working out better for him now. A whole season since his arrival at Katila, he was gradually moving Fiora down from her pedestal. He missed her every day and wished bitterly to hear her voice one more time, but as the days dragged on, he knew that wasn't going to happen.
He had to stop comparing everyone to her. She was gone, and no one else would ever be like her. Letting go wasn't easy, though. She'd been the only friend he ever had before arriving at Katila, as well as the only person he'd ever loved. That feeling wasn't limited to romantic love, either. His mother was too distant and submissive, quite willing to let Talerian ruin their childrens' lives. The girls were denied education and married off young, while Talian himself was pushed to greedy excesses when it came to his education. It was like living in a cage.
Talerian merited no comment. Talian preferred not to think about him.
Now, though...Now he fond himself drawn closer and closer to his classmates. He wasn't sure how, but he was connecting with some of them. It was almost frightening. Talian liked routine and security, and just as he'd attained it at home, it was wrenched from him. Now, the socialization in a new environment was proving overwhelming to him. He pitched violently between depressed moods and cautious optimism, like a ship tossed on the sea. There was pressure to meet people, pressure to have sex...it was too much.
One thing was certain, though. The idea of losing those people terrified him. He needed them, and he wanted them to need him. They'd given him so much...
Now, as he lay awake late that night, he got a chance to give something back. He sat up and listened, certain he'd heard Erisi's voice in the hallway. He stood and approached the door cautiously. "...Erisi? Shards...are you all right?"
It didn't take Tal long to lock in on Erisi's red eyes.
He was fortunate. He had some friends in his class now, which couldn't be said about his old healer classes back at home. B'jin cared for him like a father. Some of his classmates had become increasingly close friends. That was working out better for him now. A whole season since his arrival at Katila, he was gradually moving Fiora down from her pedestal. He missed her every day and wished bitterly to hear her voice one more time, but as the days dragged on, he knew that wasn't going to happen.
He had to stop comparing everyone to her. She was gone, and no one else would ever be like her. Letting go wasn't easy, though. She'd been the only friend he ever had before arriving at Katila, as well as the only person he'd ever loved. That feeling wasn't limited to romantic love, either. His mother was too distant and submissive, quite willing to let Talerian ruin their childrens' lives. The girls were denied education and married off young, while Talian himself was pushed to greedy excesses when it came to his education. It was like living in a cage.
Talerian merited no comment. Talian preferred not to think about him.
Now, though...Now he fond himself drawn closer and closer to his classmates. He wasn't sure how, but he was connecting with some of them. It was almost frightening. Talian liked routine and security, and just as he'd attained it at home, it was wrenched from him. Now, the socialization in a new environment was proving overwhelming to him. He pitched violently between depressed moods and cautious optimism, like a ship tossed on the sea. There was pressure to meet people, pressure to have sex...it was too much.
One thing was certain, though. The idea of losing those people terrified him. He needed them, and he wanted them to need him. They'd given him so much...
Now, as he lay awake late that night, he got a chance to give something back. He sat up and listened, certain he'd heard Erisi's voice in the hallway. He stood and approached the door cautiously. "...Erisi? Shards...are you all right?"
It didn't take Tal long to lock in on Erisi's red eyes.
