I haven't decided what to do about Morgan yet. I tried to talk to her, but
she doesn't even care about me anymore. It was so hard for us to get
together in the first place, I threatened her, she tried to kill me, I
don't think I could live through it again. There's something she's not
telling me, like how Cal came to be alive again. I considered that she
herself had cast the spell, but I know to trust her more than that – or
rather, I did. Now I don't know what to think. What I do know, is that I
saw Cal again today. Whatever rage I held for him before, is greatly
surpassed now. I thought I would never have to see his smirk again, but
now he knows that he is closer to something that I want. My hand literally
itched to lodge my athame into his neck. The Council would understand, or
maybe not, but at this point, I don't care.
Giomanch
In the middle of the night, Morgan woke feeling alone and miserable. Her discomfort was such that she decided to seek out respite. Creeping into the guest room, Morgan saw Killan's still form. Never knowing what possessed her, she tapped his shoulder lightly. His eyes opened slowly, revealing no trace of the sleep he had been so quietly subdued by only moments before.
"What did I tell you, Morgan? I won't consider it," Killan said smiling. Then his face grew a bit more serious, "Bad dreams, little sister?"
"Of a sort," Morgan said shyly. She'd never done anything like this before, and she reconsidered doing it now.
Killan nodded understandingly and scooted over, pulling up the sheets so she could lie down next to him. Morgan sat down and was immediately reassured by Killan's embrace.
He smiled at her, "Well isn't this nice? It always used to be the other way around for me. I was the little sibling seeking out the familial connection. Don't feel bad, you've never experienced it before. See, there's a bond only blood can sustain. It's almost like a tie here," he indicated his chest, "that extends to your kin. When you're in proximity to others within your family, there is a strong urge to connect with them. It's strongest when you're not aware, like when your sleeping. Don't worry, you'll grow accustomed to it. Until then, there's always a place for you in my bed, little sis."
With that, he held his arm around Morgan and cuddled with her like a teddy bear. It was unusual, Morgan noted, but not uncomfortable. In fact, she'd never felt so reassured and happy as she did, lulling to sleep in the embrace of her brother.
Giomanch
In the middle of the night, Morgan woke feeling alone and miserable. Her discomfort was such that she decided to seek out respite. Creeping into the guest room, Morgan saw Killan's still form. Never knowing what possessed her, she tapped his shoulder lightly. His eyes opened slowly, revealing no trace of the sleep he had been so quietly subdued by only moments before.
"What did I tell you, Morgan? I won't consider it," Killan said smiling. Then his face grew a bit more serious, "Bad dreams, little sister?"
"Of a sort," Morgan said shyly. She'd never done anything like this before, and she reconsidered doing it now.
Killan nodded understandingly and scooted over, pulling up the sheets so she could lie down next to him. Morgan sat down and was immediately reassured by Killan's embrace.
He smiled at her, "Well isn't this nice? It always used to be the other way around for me. I was the little sibling seeking out the familial connection. Don't feel bad, you've never experienced it before. See, there's a bond only blood can sustain. It's almost like a tie here," he indicated his chest, "that extends to your kin. When you're in proximity to others within your family, there is a strong urge to connect with them. It's strongest when you're not aware, like when your sleeping. Don't worry, you'll grow accustomed to it. Until then, there's always a place for you in my bed, little sis."
With that, he held his arm around Morgan and cuddled with her like a teddy bear. It was unusual, Morgan noted, but not uncomfortable. In fact, she'd never felt so reassured and happy as she did, lulling to sleep in the embrace of her brother.