~Darkstalker
He stood there after Clearsight left. Darkstalker couldn't seem to move. Clearsight's words and actions scared him. She could be lying somewhere, in pain. Or she could be wishing that he was dead. He couldn't quite grasp what she said or why she left.
"Stop standing there like an idiot and find her." Darkstalker muttered to himself. He started walking out of the cave, before he realized that he didn't know where to look. The sun was rising; he had to hurry. He tried to use his foresight to try to locate her, in a future where he found her, but he couldn't concentrate. He wondered if he should tell Fathom. Darkstalker decided that it would be best to prevent worrying the SeaWing.
Darkstalker finally forced himself to move. He thought of where he would go if he was in Clearsight's position. Somewhere where he could rest if needed, and where he could just be alone.
He knew exactly where to find her.
He walked out of the cave and started flying, feeling more than a little exposed in the sunlight. He flew towards the fallen remains of Agate Mountain, then curved to fly towards Jade Mountain. Darkstalker was glad when he saw Clearsight's shape hidden in a cave. He landed on the small ledge and walked inside the cave. Clearsight looked up at him.
"Have you found an answer for my question?" She asked. "Or did you just get worried."
"The second one." Darkstalker replied. He walked over to Clearsight and studied her. "Are you all right?"
Clearsight ignored his question. "Darkstalker, I need you to stop blaming yourself. Normally I wouldn't say that you should blame others, but for this I can honestly say that your father and Vigilance are the ones who made you like this." She said.
"I need you to be alive, but you won't always be by my side." Darkstalker said. "Soon enough, you'll be dead. And no matter who's to blame, it's my talons that will be covered in your blood. My talons. Not Vigilance's. Not my father's. Mine. I already feel like you aren't beside me anymore. Like you're already dead."
"I'm going to be honest with you, Darkstalker." Clearsight began. "I was sincerely considering flying away. Away from this drama, away from my friends, away from you. But I didn't. And that's because you're still my love. I know our time is going to be limited, but we can make sure you're future will be brighter than mine."
Darkstalker sat beside Clearsight. "I wish there was a way to undo this all. A way to stop this from ever happening." Darkstalker said. "I wish this never happened." He looked down at his talons.
"What is done, is done." Clearsight replied. "There's no way to go back. There's no way that dragons can prevent things from happening that have already occurred." She coughed feebly, and Darkstalker felt a deep stab of guilt, despite believing that is wasn't entirely his fault. "We can only hope that in the future, the right choices will be made."
Darkstalker stood up, nodding. "I guess that's right." He said. He looked at Clearsight. "Can you fly? Or would you like to wait until night?"
"I can fly." Clearsight replied, standing up and flapping her wings a little bit. "We should go now. Fathom would start worrying if we don't."
"Classic Fathom." Darkstalker said, trying to make Clearsight smile. He succeeded, and led her out of the cave. He waited until she was in the air, then followed her.
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They flew until they reached the cave, then went inside. Clearsight instantly found a semi-comfortable spot and slept, while Darkstalker hesitated a little while longer, thinking. The key to the box that held Clearsight's old bracelet must've been taken away from her at the castle, along with the bracelet Darkstalker had made for her to protect her thoughts from mind readers. He couldn't open the box even if he wanted to, and Clearsight's thoughts and dreams were open to him. Darkstalker sighed, and laid beside Clearsight. She seemed to be cold. Darkstalker got as close as he dared, and fell asleep for the second day in a row beside her.