Mar 17 2014

Just Thinking by TeraS

Today should have been part two of Succubi Anonymous. However there are other things on my mind this part week and especially today that… honestly I haven’t been able to think or write much of anything.

With hope and luck things will be okay and it will be better.






Just Thinking
By TeraS


He wasn’t at home.

She looked in his study—well, on the plans for their house it was called a study, but she knew better than that. It was where he piled up the bits and pieces of the hobby that he loved. This is where she was; she wanted to ask him a question, but all that she found was the room.

She stood there at the doorway and looked at the moments that were reflected in the memorabilia that she saw there. She recalled the moments he had told her about that he had seen in the time before they met. She smiled as she looked at this piece or that thing that, for him, meant something and always would.

Her eyes fell upon a charred piece of metal that sat on a shelf, and her smile wavered slightly. She remembered that day vividly. The call she answered when he said that he was alright and that she shouldn’t worry when she saw the report on the news that evening. She made him promise that, if he ever did anything like that again, he would call before he did so. He would—as he did from that day onwards—call her and make a simple promise to her, and then he would be on his way to whatever it was and she would be on her way to whatever she needed to do, waiting for him to call afterwards to say that everything was fine.

But he wasn’t at home.

She closed her eyes and thought about where he could be. After a while she turned away from his, and her own, memories. He wasn’t hurt—she knew that much—but he wasn’t home. Coming to a decision, she found her long, red jacket and made her way out the front door into their world. She paused by the fence and asked her heart if he had seen him, but he answered that, while he had seen him and they had talked, he didn’t say where he was going … but her heart knew that he was troubled and worried.

As she was.

Of course, this friend by the fence knew that she was troubled and worried as well, and offered to help her to find him. She hugged her heart, told him not to worry, and then, with a smile, she walked down the cobblestone path, past the hedges and began to look for him in the places she thought he might be.

She passed by the library, but Miriam had not seen him. Miriam also offered to help find him, but a smile and a thank you for asking were her reply, and she continued on herself.

This was something that only she herself could do really.

She visited with Cassiopeia, who hadn’t seen him, either, and who also offered to help. She thanked her, smiled, and continued to look for him alone.

VVrayven hadn’t seen him, but offered to help as well. Again, there was that smile, a thank you, and she continued to look … alone.

Alei repeated the same conversation. She smiled, shared a hug, but gently said thank you and carried on to find him on her own.

It was when she had, eventually, come to the cliffs overlooking the Sea of Fire that she found him there. She stopped a short distance away and watched as he stared off into space. Britty, their dog leaned against him, and he scratched one of her ears, silently. She moved towards him, the sound of her footsteps in the grass and leaves beneath her marking her approach. But he didn’t turn to look at her.
Of course he knew that she was there. He always did. She stopped a tail’s length away from him: “Hi.”

He ran a hand through his hair and replied: “Hi.”

“What are you doing?”

He didn’t say anything for a moment, then: “Just … thinking.”

She then moved to sit on the other side of him, leaned against him, and wrapped an arm around him. Neither of them said anything for a while, then she said: “He will be fine.”

He sighed: “I know.”

She took hold of his right hand, and said: “No. He will be fine.”

He turned to look at her: “I know. It doesn’t make it any easier.”

She looked at him: “I know.”

He smiled, slightly: “I heard once that the darkest time comes before the dawn.”

She looked off into the distance and saw that the sun was setting off on the horizon, the first licks of flame shooting away from where it seemed to be touching the lake.

“Is that why you are here?”

“No. The view just is. The saying is just something that came to mind.”

“You know it is true.”

“What is?”

“That saying.”

He wrapped an arm around her waist as his tail twined with hers: “I know. Just … sometimes, it’s hard to believe it.”

As the sun set and the skies darkened, she rested her head against his shoulder: “I know.”

And now, even there, they were at home …

And what the morning brought, whatever it was, they would face it together …


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  1. avatar

    *no words . . . huggles and more from your heart*

  2. avatar

    …This tale feels to me like the marking of a changing time, a moment of transition.

    I’ve stood under a sky such as that before, and looked out upon a similar horizon… trying, perhaps, to either discern what might be coming in from that dividing line (in a metaphorical sense), or to put into perspective what lay behind me as I faced that sight.

    While I do not know if those moments ever brought me any conscious answers, or clarity… it at least gave me the sense that time was still moving, even in a moment of stillness such as that… and that whatever has happened, or will happen, will be just that — what once was, and what will be.

    As always, Lady Tera, I offer my wishes and hopes on behalf of yourself, your Eternal, and the man spoken of therein.

  3. avatar

    Sometimes, when people are scared or confused, they retreat inward and avoid the people who love them. We all need a little time to ourselves to try and make sense of this world. However, we all need to be mindful of those loved ones and how our actions can effect them. I admire your ability to support each other in these moments. Good luck.

  4. avatar

    Huggles from your Hero, and The Missus.

  5. avatar

    In the end, the best possible outcome was seen and in that, most of all, I am thankful for that small blessing on our family…

    Thank you all and love you always…


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