╾╼ HE IS GUILT Reading Tunes ╾╼“And are you happy now?” The monotone question that Kardryn had asked them slowly after a long lapse of silence was met with a similar unsettling quietness. Hy’riss’ glowing blue gaze dragged slowly over the ridge of the Crookback walls, the sun glinting just barely past it’s cobbled ridges. The light brought from it’s rays flooded through the eyes of the stilled Voltalar pausing every illuminated speck of dust around them. Engulfing them into an internal vision that the frozen Kathar next to them couldn’t perceive. The harsh red scales on one half of their face blurred into a line of soft blues and purples, one glowing eye flashing a vibrant violet. Matching the glimmer of hope that lay on the horizon before the two of them. “We were happy together.” The combined voices of a once Herald and Beacon rang out in harmony, both lingering in an unspeakable shadow of swirling red. Representing a grip so strong that it had led both of them along a deeply carved path of suffering. Through that suffering they had love, but love did not equal happiness. It was a painful, cruel and overwhelming sensation. Love so deep that it was unspeakable, deeper than the hoax of soulmates. The loss of that devotion had shattered the living half of the pair so extensive that it was unrepairable. Letting slip all of the destruction and harm they’d unfolded on even those they’d sworn to always defend. “It wasn’t your fault.” That was the subtle instinct of pity and reassurance that came with the nature of trying to subside their guilt. The criminality of taking all the morals of the Herald and destroying them. How could they ever give back the kindness and grace they’d stolen from him? The caring and loyal nature that he’d entrusted them with. Now he existed as the prop that held back the shameful nature of the formerly devout preacher. He is guilt. It was he who triggered the feelings of goodwill and passion to forge a finer person. That is how they found their answer. The vision before them fading as the light from the sun slipped past the rims of brick. When he is no longer guilt then they will find the merit to happiness.
╾╼ OOC NOTE ╾╼ Dedicated to @Carlit0o With Thanks to @Snoreb Who started the engaging conversation that encouraged this piece. This is my first piece of writing in a long time due to writers block so please don’t be harsh.
