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 Posted: Tue Mar 22, 2016 8:21 am
Remembering the Past
Prompt 3
Can be used toward Solo
It has been seven long years since the Great Oban Invasion. It almost feels like a dream, considering all of the changes that have occurred in Tendaji since the great war. A new King sits on the Oban throne, and he has opened the boundaries of Oba and Matori. Many already are taking advantage of the open boarders to travel and explore. The world was expanding and changing all things to the massive war of the great nations.
Since the war, Tendaji took a stand against the extremist Alkidikes and won. They came together to show a new alliance that many could never dream of. Everything was settling, and now that there finally was peace everyone has begun to to take a moment and remember all that has come and gone.
How have the major wars and changes impacted your character these past few years? Are they bitter for their failures or happy about their success? Do they see a peaceful future to come or are they concerned about those who may be still holding grudges?
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Posted: Thu Mar 31, 2016 8:04 pm
Waking up in a cold sweat Takoda clutched at his chest to where a necklace use to lay. He had given it away during the Oban invasion, to a young woman who had taken care of him when he had gotten hurt. It had belonged to his mother, and there were some days he missed the comfort of its weight. Looking over to where his mate lay, he carefully and quietly got up, not wanting to disturb Jacinthus with his troubled dreams. His light skin informed him that the moon was still up and he went out to find a comfortable spot to watch it.
There were many things going on inside of his head, though he hated to admit it the wars had scarred him greatly. It was rare when he had a dreamless sleep, most times he would dream horrible things, people dying strange arrangements of bug people and fires. People he loved getting hurt and why did it always feel as if it was his fault? He was never brave enough, strong enough to face the terrors. Multiple times his dreams would result in him being unable to wield his magic, with no magic he couldn't help people. The figures in his dreams would die in his arms and around him.
Sighing he cast his gaze to follow the path of the moon, seeing the white face of the goddess was a comfort and yet how was he suppose to be now? The war was over, it had been over for many years now, Obans traveled freely, rumors of a new island being discovered only made him cringe. Would another war break out because of it?
Rubbing his arms he felt the cool night air on his clammy skin, his really should of grabbed a blanket he supposed. The nights in Tale were cooler than the humid jungles of Jahaur. Looking behind he listened for signs of movement of Jacinthus and dragged his eyes away when no movement was seen.
Who was he supposed to be now? He had his mate, a family. Takoda had begun teaching pupils who wanted guidance in healing magic. He had purpose and yet he felt part of himself was missing. It didn't seem to matter what he had overcome in the past, his own fears, loneliness had all been changed. The shifter was no longer as afraid of insects as he once was, he now had a family to love and care for. Deep down though he feared that he would always be a burden to others.
Sighing he resumed looking at the moon, allowing the night sounds to lead him gently into a calmer state. With peace now in full swing, Takoda couldn't help but worry. Not about the Obans nor the separation of the alkidikes. There was something nagging at his heart and he knew he shouldn't be so worried about things that were out of his control, was he being silly?
Perhaps he was. First thing he would need to do is find their daughter, Korra had been missing for quite some time now and though he had been out searching for her, knowing her horrible sense of direction...did that mean she would be lost to them forever? Her going missing was due to the separation of the alkidikes. Takoda felt as if he had failed as a father, he had assumed the boys Chandra and Aysun were looking out for her like before...but...now she was gone.
Regret. Takoda regretted many things, for not being braver, for not being stronger. Perhaps once they had found Korra things would be better, he would feel more like himself again. Sighing he rubbed his arms, they had begun to steadily darken meaning that dawn must be approaching. The weight of his eyelids proved he was also tiring of the circles his mind was going in. Standing up he looked briefly around before he turned back into the house and entered.
The house was still quiet as he padded back to the bedroom. He looked as he went slowly, at the things that had become familiar and he the memories that he had gathered since becoming mates with Jacinthus. The fights they now look back on and laugh, the silly moments and tender ones. Many things had happened to them since they had met. Traveled across the earth, fought giant beasts. Been in a war, became an uncle and then a father. Though he was full of doubts Takoda knew that things happened for a reason... perhaps someday the Goddess would reveal to him the answers for his questions. For now..he would go back to sleep...and try not to worry so much.
Word Count: 828
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