01-22-2023, 06:15 AM
It'd been months already, a little voice told him. Months, and it still hurt to recall the memories — of the way little Lincoln's eyes glittered with happiness, of how innocent he was in the face of, well, the mess that had been his life. However short that precious life had been.
Lincoln sighed, clenched his teeth together in anger. At himself, at his inability to make a difference. At how difficult it was for him to just let it go.
But really, what would getting angry do to fix anything?
In an effort to distract himself he decided to pause, turning to stand horizontal on the mountainside and look out over the valley he'd ascended from. It was, bleak, to say the least; the sky blotted out by dark clouds; the majority of the landscape below covered by fog.
However disappointing the view had been wasn't given enough time to really sink in, as a nearby bark had disrupted his thoughts. And much to his own embarrassment, it startled him, though he hoped he didn't look as surprised as he felt when he turned his head to find the source. "Oh!" he exclaimed, then, after clearing his throat, "I mean, hey there." It was a woman, her coat dark against the snow and fog she'd seemingly materialized from. As she neared, he couldn't help but feel.. nervous, in a way that he couldn't explain.
Despite the way his inner musings seemed to reflect the weather, he found it easy to cast it all aside for a friendlier demeanor. By the time he spoke again, he'd managed to gather a bit of gentle motion in his tail. "Sorry, I didn't think anyone else was crazy enough to come up here."
Lincoln sighed, clenched his teeth together in anger. At himself, at his inability to make a difference. At how difficult it was for him to just let it go.
But really, what would getting angry do to fix anything?
In an effort to distract himself he decided to pause, turning to stand horizontal on the mountainside and look out over the valley he'd ascended from. It was, bleak, to say the least; the sky blotted out by dark clouds; the majority of the landscape below covered by fog.
However disappointing the view had been wasn't given enough time to really sink in, as a nearby bark had disrupted his thoughts. And much to his own embarrassment, it startled him, though he hoped he didn't look as surprised as he felt when he turned his head to find the source. "Oh!" he exclaimed, then, after clearing his throat, "I mean, hey there." It was a woman, her coat dark against the snow and fog she'd seemingly materialized from. As she neared, he couldn't help but feel.. nervous, in a way that he couldn't explain.
Despite the way his inner musings seemed to reflect the weather, he found it easy to cast it all aside for a friendlier demeanor. By the time he spoke again, he'd managed to gather a bit of gentle motion in his tail. "Sorry, I didn't think anyone else was crazy enough to come up here."