Crozier idly checks for sparks elsewhere as he leans in closer, readying a woolen sock to stomp out stray bits of failed restraint. The emotions he’s feeling are complicated, full of guilt and dread and sadness. Maybe it was a good dream, but it didn’t bring many good emotions along with it.
“Do you dream often of being home now?”
He wonders if home - his village - seems further away there than it does here. If the obstacles in his path are too solid and real to be ignored, unlike the ones facing him here. What’s the old adage, so close, yet so far away?
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Date: 2025-02-09 01:44 am (UTC)Ah, a dream of home.
Crozier idly checks for sparks elsewhere as he leans in closer, readying a woolen sock to stomp out stray bits of failed restraint. The emotions he’s feeling are complicated, full of guilt and dread and sadness. Maybe it was a good dream, but it didn’t bring many good emotions along with it.
“Do you dream often of being home now?”
He wonders if home - his village - seems further away there than it does here. If the obstacles in his path are too solid and real to be ignored, unlike the ones facing him here. What’s the old adage, so close, yet so far away?