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26.Aug.12, 03:04 PM
Having been ashamed at his outburst that had trashed her offering of food earlier in the day, Sanderon was quick to noticed that she had another basket nearby. More food? Why? He wasn't worth the trouble. Why was she still here?
The questions he had asked, especially the one about love was very important to Sanderon. Though his actions and voice might vehemently deny it, love is what he needed most right now. He needed someone to save him from himself.
Hearing that Jada's dragon probably did not 'love' her nearly sent his anguish leaking into his mind again. He fought it back and tried to put up his front of anger again. This time though it might not be so convincing. He fought so hard to stay strong; to look strong and to be strong. Nearly a turn and a half he had slammed his anguishing heart down deep. But his emotional and mental strength was wearing very thin.
When Jada asked him if he knew the Duty Song, his lips tightened and his eyes burned. One last final shove against his own mind, he opened his mouth and told the most outrageous lie he could. Perhaps he could kill his anguish into silence if he simply denied it's existence.
"I hate that song." He growled.
In reality, he used to sing that very song with his mother. He had a very nice voice and his mother loved to hear him use it. Denying his love of the song was the last straw. He was really trying to deny his love for his mother. Maybe if he didn't love her so deeply anymore, living here might not be so unbearable.
His face nearly shattered from it's mask, but he fought it hard.
Pushing through his heart's agony he said with little emotion. "Dragons aren't like that any more."
The questions he had asked, especially the one about love was very important to Sanderon. Though his actions and voice might vehemently deny it, love is what he needed most right now. He needed someone to save him from himself.
Hearing that Jada's dragon probably did not 'love' her nearly sent his anguish leaking into his mind again. He fought it back and tried to put up his front of anger again. This time though it might not be so convincing. He fought so hard to stay strong; to look strong and to be strong. Nearly a turn and a half he had slammed his anguishing heart down deep. But his emotional and mental strength was wearing very thin.
When Jada asked him if he knew the Duty Song, his lips tightened and his eyes burned. One last final shove against his own mind, he opened his mouth and told the most outrageous lie he could. Perhaps he could kill his anguish into silence if he simply denied it's existence.
"I hate that song." He growled.
In reality, he used to sing that very song with his mother. He had a very nice voice and his mother loved to hear him use it. Denying his love of the song was the last straw. He was really trying to deny his love for his mother. Maybe if he didn't love her so deeply anymore, living here might not be so unbearable.
His face nearly shattered from it's mask, but he fought it hard.
Pushing through his heart's agony he said with little emotion. "Dragons aren't like that any more."
