08-12-2018, 01:01 AM
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Gabe had found it difficult to apply honor to death. Perhaps to the events leading to it -his fellows who gave their lives for a cause they believed in had his eternal respect- but death itself was...how else should he describe it than an end, once and for all? Not everyone who went down stayed that way, but those who didn't come back might have lived heroically, might have affected a great many other lives, but when a candle burned itself out, was it the vacancy that was of most significance, or the light it offered beforehand? Gabriel would argue the latter, although he couldn't ignore that many, at their lowest points, would consider it an out regardless of other people's perceptions. His difficulty to find meaning in finality wouldn't affect that yearning, and through his time serving, he'd encountered a fair share of hollowed out souls who could see no other options. Gabe had done his best to offer solid ground and an anchor, but he hadn't always succeeded.
Maybe they'd sensed his own unfettering.
Surprisingly, though, he hadn't seen much of death among these clans. It seemed most people led somewhat less hazardous lifestyles, which was odd, but the hybrid found a sense of gratitude in it. He had seen too much death for one lifetime, and he knew he would see more, he had simply- well. He'd told himself not to get attached. Repeatedly. One day he might listen, just not anytime soon, so when he made his way over to Des' shack intending to share another drink, only to find his body, it became suddenly laborous to continue breathing.
The tightness didn't abate, and for a moment, before he managed to force his lungs to cooperate, spots danced across his vision. It took a while for them to disappear once air was flowing again, and longer for the hybrid to move to the makeshift grave, a deep heaviness in black eyes. "Lo siento, Des. Requiescat in pace."
Gabe had never taken to sorrow well, and so it receded back for anger to take its place, talons cutting deep into the ground.
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Gabe had found it difficult to apply honor to death. Perhaps to the events leading to it -his fellows who gave their lives for a cause they believed in had his eternal respect- but death itself was...how else should he describe it than an end, once and for all? Not everyone who went down stayed that way, but those who didn't come back might have lived heroically, might have affected a great many other lives, but when a candle burned itself out, was it the vacancy that was of most significance, or the light it offered beforehand? Gabriel would argue the latter, although he couldn't ignore that many, at their lowest points, would consider it an out regardless of other people's perceptions. His difficulty to find meaning in finality wouldn't affect that yearning, and through his time serving, he'd encountered a fair share of hollowed out souls who could see no other options. Gabe had done his best to offer solid ground and an anchor, but he hadn't always succeeded.
Maybe they'd sensed his own unfettering.
Surprisingly, though, he hadn't seen much of death among these clans. It seemed most people led somewhat less hazardous lifestyles, which was odd, but the hybrid found a sense of gratitude in it. He had seen too much death for one lifetime, and he knew he would see more, he had simply- well. He'd told himself not to get attached. Repeatedly. One day he might listen, just not anytime soon, so when he made his way over to Des' shack intending to share another drink, only to find his body, it became suddenly laborous to continue breathing.
The tightness didn't abate, and for a moment, before he managed to force his lungs to cooperate, spots danced across his vision. It took a while for them to disappear once air was flowing again, and longer for the hybrid to move to the makeshift grave, a deep heaviness in black eyes. "Lo siento, Des. Requiescat in pace."
Gabe had never taken to sorrow well, and so it receded back for anger to take its place, talons cutting deep into the ground.
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I'M
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[/td][td]FADING
[/td][td]MUCH TOO FAST
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