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 Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 1:49 am
Changing?
What did Rivener mean by that? Changing? Changing wasn't good...It was unfamiliar, strange, frightening. It wasn't okay at all! What did he mean by Eiry changing anyway? Eiry didn't feel any physical change. His wing was a little disjointed after being broken, but that wasn't a change. It was a part of him. Eiry wasn't changing. If there was going to be change, it would be from life to death...That was a big change. In fact, it was the biggest of them all, Eiry now realized, and it frightened him dearly. It wasn't okay!
The will o wisp frei decided then that he wasn't like his brother, he didn't shed an old shell for a new one, he wasn't loosing his skin like his brother was. He was feeling fine. No abnormalities to be accounted for, no disease, no nothing. Eiry had just stumbled across his former self, his DEAD self, no less, and that was it! Eiry wasn't changing. He once was something, and then he was not. Besides, if what Rivener said was true, then there was a chance that Eiry would outgrow this NEW shell as well! Which would mean that he would have to die.
Eiry didn't want to die.
Red eyes growing misty with tears and cheeks hot with frustration, Eiry gave a loud sound in the depths of his throat, a frightening explosion of muffled sound through his closed mouth and he threatened to sink lower into the ground until he was just a face on the floor, staring up at Rivener, his eyes windows to a flurry of complex emotions and befuddlement.
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Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2008 6:32 pm
Rivener blinked at the violent reaction, utterly confused and frustrated. He was handling this all wrong. He didn't know what he was doing, and he obviously wasn't helping Eiry! Wings flapping in frantic concern, Riv floated up to a sitting position and closed his eyes to keep Eiry from seeing that he, too, was nearing tears.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, don't be upset, I didn't mean any of that! I-... I'm sorry! I don't know what to do, Eiry! You need-" As much as he hated to admit that he had failed, Riv knew he had no choice. "...You need Isi. Please promise me you'll talk to Isi, okay? He's worried, and he's supposed to take care of you, s-so if you have problems like this, you have to talk to him! Okay? Please?"
Riv hoped he wasn't pushing Eiry even further away, but there was nothing else Riv could think of. He cracked open his eyes once he'd gotten his emotions in control enough to keep the tears from rimming his ruby eyes, fixing Eiry with a concerned stare.
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Posted: Tue Nov 25, 2008 12:56 am
What if he did need help. What if Eiry was taking this all wrong...He would have to talk to Isi...No. No, what he was feeling was true. These emotions of fear, of anxiety and paranoia were no lies. He felt them and so they were true, which meant that what he had a right to feel the way he did. Eiry would wrap himself in them, these emotions, and figure it out himself. He didn't need to talk to Isi, or talk to anyone else for that matter. He just needed to figure out a way to keep himself from during, from getting hurt. Which was easy, staying in the basement and feeding off the moss and lichen there. He would stay intangible for the rest of time, safe from the hurts and potential danger of the physical world.
All those tricks, those stupid pranks he would play...They were all so dangerous. Why didn't he see it before? What a stupid mistake it was for him to do that, all those things that could have resulted in a freak accident. This scared Eiry immensely and the frei's eyes leaked silent tears, his whole body shaking, even to his ethereal wing tips.
With another pathetic sounding mewl of sound, Eiry nodded his head ever so slightly, simply to assure his brother. Perhaps he would talk with Isi, perhaps he wouldn't.
He knew that no one else could understand this fear, this fear of dying again. They were blind to their impending doom.
So, quietly, like the ghost he pretended to be, Eiry slipped into the floorboards without a sound and back into the dank dark of the basement, reverting to where he felt most safe, in his womb.
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Posted: Tue Dec 02, 2008 6:32 pm
Rivener could only sigh and watch as his brother retreated back under the floors. The Scorpion placed a clawed hand on the wooden slates near the air vent, hoping he could somehow give Eiry strength by doing so. "...I'll always be around when you need me," he called softly through the vent, knowing the minty Frei would hear him. Then, dejected, Riv floated up to his usual height and headed upstairs for his rooms. He'd keep an ear out for when the humans returned, and then he'd tell Isi about the problems. Eiry had promised to talk to his guardian...
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