Suchergebnisse

"Hä? Du hast dich damals einfach ziemlich viel beschwert...", verteidigte Caelan sich. Ronan konnte oft nicht mit Caelans Art umgehen und Caelan musste sich selbst immer mal wieder ein wenig bremsen. Er hatte einfach viel mehr Energie gehabt als Ronan und Ronan hatte auch mehr Sorge, dass etwas schief laufen konnte, oder etwas nicht schaffen würde. Caelan konnte sich eigentlich gar nicht vorstellen, wie es für Ronan gewesen sein musste, alleine gen Westen fliehend, in die Kälte. Vermutlich hatte…

"Ich weiß ich konnte anstrengend sein...", erwiderte Caelan und jetzt da Ronan sich diesen Mann zurückwünschte war er nicht mehr da. Caelan war nicht mehr so aufbrausend, oder war es zumindest auf andere Art und Weise. Jugendlicher Leichtsinn stand einem Mann seines Alters nicht und nachdem Ronan verschwunden war musste er so schnell erwachsen werden. Er war es nicht, er dachte er wäre es, dachte er wäre alt genug um den Titel an sich zu nehmen und seine eigenen Entscheidungen zu treffen. Stattd…

Es war Jahrzehnte her seit sie sich das letzte Mal gesehen hatten und Caelan hatte es immer bereut, dass ihr Abschied nicht größer und pompöser gewesen waren. Ein 'Bis bald' oder etwas Ähnliches war es, das Caelan zuletzt gesagt hatte, weil er nicht geglaubt hatte, er würde es lange alleine in Fhaergus aushalten. "Grob? War ich das?", fragte Caelan beinahe besorgt, als hätte er Ronan damals unrecht getan. Er wusste, dass seine aufbrausende Art und seine Energie oft zu viel für ihn waren und dies…

Ein Schwert und ein Mantel, wie albern und sentimental sie doch waren. Wenn Adrestia ein anderer Ort gewesen wäre, wenn sie hier unter den Wölfen aufgewachsen wären, dann hätten sie sich vielleicht nie voneinander trennen müssen. Sie hätten sich nicht verstecken müssen und Ronans Vater hätte ihm nicht mit seinem Geheimnis drohen können. Caelan fragte sich ob er Rain all dies hätte erzählen sollen, wie viele andere Dinge auch. Er fragte sich ob die Tatsache, dass er sich in einen Wolf, einen Mann…

"Das tust du nicht, ich...", Calean seufzte. Er wusste nicht wie er es besser erklären konnte. "Niemals könnte ich behaupten ich hätte irgendwann aufgehört dich zu lieben, habe ich doch dein Schwert bis ans Ende der Welt und zurück getragen. Ich machte mir solche Sorgen, nachdem ich aus dem Meer gefischt wurde, man es mir verständlicherweise weggenommen hatte und ich wusste, niemand würde sich darum scheren, als würde der Rost dich zerfressen und nicht einfach nur ein altes Ding. Bitte glaube ni…

Würde Ronan Caelan wirklich für nichts eintauschen? Seine Familie, die Sicherheit seines Volkes, sein Land? Caelan stellte solche hypothetischen Fragen besser nicht, aber er wusste nicht, ob er Ronan verzeihen könnte, wäre Rain etwas passiert. Er machte es sich zu einfach, tat als wäre Caelan immer noch der Junge von damals und nicht der Mann, der durchaus wesentlich an diesem Krieg beteiligt gewesen war. Wollte er es nicht wahrhaben, oder verzieh er es ihm wirklich? Die Taten eines gesichtslose…

Louis was tired and beat from the day. He always was, even if he wasn't himself during the shows, his body was his all the same and needed rest he seldomly got. First there was nothing, but soon all the things constantly happening around him found their way into his head again, merging and twisting into dreams. He dreamt about Roy and Josiah. He saw him walk into that trailer again, but didn't follow him that time. When he came out again it wasn't Roy, Louis watched himself sneaking back out and…

"Similar, I think." Sometimes he dreamt about other things entirely. Demons, ghosts, hell. He seldomly had pleasant dreams, he just sometimes was fortunate enough to be so tired, he had no dreams at all. Blair understood Louis couldn't say more and thus he stopped trying. "Alice never wants to talk to me. Neither do the others, unless they are playing with me." Like he was some kind of prey. He wasn't sure what made them hate him. Be it that he was only half like them, or that the ringmaster cho…

"It's a bit muddled... I remember Josiah dragging me to the trailer and then being shut out. I couldn't breath, it hurt, I don't know how much my brain just made up, but I think I dreamt of that day multiple times..." Louis didn't quite know where to begin, or how to describe it. He had the image right in front of him, how the ringmasters eyes turned red and his mouth opened up way more than it should, like a snakes, but with rows and rows of teeth and the fires of hell burning inside. When Loui…

Blair was right, it was his fault, his obedience and his idea of being able to make a difference that killed Leila and that would have probably never made the ringmaster consider making her part of the interior. "I... don't know. I've had a lot of bad dreams while I healed in his trailer... I'm not sure what of it is real." He couldn't explain himself why he'd be someone the ringmaster would mess up on however. He doubted the fire was meant to hurt someone specific, or maybe he wanted to get rid…

"I doubt he's that old... I don't know. I always felt like Alice was the one around the longest." Simply because she didn't involve herself that much and also because she seemed to know a lot more than the others, despite not sharing any of it. "I don't know about your sickness, but sometimes I wonder if he caused the fire and then I wonder why. Did he know I'd get hurt?", Louis asked, "And then I wonder why he took your and me, but not Leila..." Louis begged him too, but the ringmaster didn't l…

"Maybe it comes with age too, I don't know. We don't know how long Roy is around for already, right?" At least he'd already been there when Blair and Louis both were still children, but he suspected he was a bit older than those 15 odd years. "I'd suspect it's him. I wish I knew more about him..." He almost exclusively talked to Louis these days and mostly didn't even show his face to anyone, yet Louis knew nothing about him. He also never let that trailer unattended, least of all times when Lou…

"Well maybe Roy is the same, he just doesn't show it. Having to rest to heal I mean." Was there no one they could ask about it? Blair spent too much time with Louis, openly too and it seemed to have rubbed Roy the wrong way and maybe the same went for everyone else of them too. Just Alice seemed more to herself, but she didn't like Louis particularly either. "I wonder where that energy comes from..." The ringmaster? Maybe he happened to distribute less for their misbehavior or the lack of custom…

"Tired?", Louis asked, "I thought you didn't need to sleep?" He wasn't sure anymore. Maybe healing his body still took some energy, it had to come from somewhere, right? When Louis was still eager to learn and more into science than magic, he learned something about that. There was always an exchange happening, nothing just appeared or disappeared without leaving something else behind, or asking a price. He wasn't sure anymore how the world worked, but maybe this was still true. "If you're too t…

Louis closed the gate, then checked the stalls that sold food and drinks to get some numbers and collect the money, next he got the money from the general ticket sales. After some accounting he wrote everything neatly on a piece of paper and attached the money. Today didn't go as well, but that could hardly be contributed to the infighting going on. Maybe something was just off about today in general. He didn't dare fake the numbers and instead brought everything over to the ringmaster, who glad…

The show had to start soon, Louis didn't have a chance checking the stands and see how many people arrived, if any at all. If they lost the crowd, if they didn't earn enough money to feed everyone, there surely would be hell to pay and Louis didn't want to find out. Louis cut the conversation short for that reason. They'd have more time later. "I didn't mean to kick you out before. We can talk a bit longer next time.", he reiterated then took a moment to get his bearings. It had been so long sin…

"Yeah..." Stubborn was the right word. Stubborn to stay his friend, to stay here, to get their will, to hate him, whatever came to them in the moment, nothing seemed to work out for Louis in turn. Louis slowly nodded. "Something like that, yes. It seems like parts of Josiahs memory is just missing I mean... I'll tell you later." This was not the right place and there were too many people around. "I thought they just bonded over Leila and caring for Conny and the kids. I don't know..." Was it odd…

"I appreciate it, I really do. I just don't think fighting like this will solve anything.", he mumbled. Sitting idly by probably didn't either, taking it and not responding to it much. Louis somehow felt like he had no right to argue back and Lucy would likely not listen anyway. "I know... it's odd, but how we both can't speak freely about certain things, who's to say that their minds aren't messed with either?" Another reason not to blame Josiah and Lucy, no matter how much it hurt that nobody …

"She's just... hurt. She's with the kids the most and when I took Luke the same day Leila... I get why she's upset with me and it's not like the others know as much as we do. Not like I can tell them either...", Louis defended Lucy and the resentment she felt for him. He understood, really, he understood when Josiah got mad at him too, it was just that he couldn't explain or defend himself. Maybe he shouldn't anyway. Besides, whether he cried for Leila in front of her or not, he doubted it made …

Louis wasn't sure why all of this happened, was it his fault? Leila, Roy, Blair who tried to defend Louis when he never asked for it? Other than Roy, Blair or Lucy, Louis really wasn't out for a fight. If the show didn't happen, or was delayed someone else would pay for it, he was sure and he didn't want that to happen. Aside from that, he really wasn't angry at Lucy, nor was he angry at Blair. Roy was an idiot as always and fighting him made no sense, all he wanted was for the situation to calm…