"Trying to subdue me with your tone, are you not?" said Badelin on an ironic tone "You know, a simple "please" and one look from those green eyes would have been enough...in any case.....love the fact that you're determined and that you don't play around........Meyerill it is then"
Badelin and Dax soon followed Zestia's example and began to walk. As they made their way slowly to Meyerill, Badelin started wandering to himself.
"So bizarre...I can't believe I just opened myself so much to what is a total stranger....no..NO...NO NO NO and NO.....I will not let myself get caught in this again....not after what I've been through......I should have KNOWN BETTER!!!!.....but alas......maybe I should give them a chance perhaps....perhaps....this is what my parents would have wanted.....to move on.......maybe they left me to protect me.....NO....they left me as pray to the streets......HELL SHALL NOT SCARE ME NO MORE.......SINCE I HAVE LIVED IT!!!!!!!!!.... or maybe they didn't had a choice? They didn't wanted to....or they had to?!?"
He would often think to himself like this. It was his curse, he was never at peace with himself. He could never determine why his parents had left him so he would just consider every possible option, sometimes to no avail and only to deep anger and depression. Had they left him because he was a pain, a nonsense, a parasite? Had they left him to protect him? Was he abandoned or lost? Continuous was Badelin's pain and strong but he always kept it to himself.
Sometimes, a crack would appear in the wall around him, bringing light into his life and for a moment, he'd make that crack bigger before rebuilding the wall better and stronger. Only finding his parents would shatter the wall and thus, his curse which he would take to the grave.
Badelin and Dax soon followed Zestia's example and began to walk. As they made their way slowly to Meyerill, Badelin started wandering to himself.
"So bizarre...I can't believe I just opened myself so much to what is a total stranger....no..NO...NO NO NO and NO.....I will not let myself get caught in this again....not after what I've been through......I should have KNOWN BETTER!!!!.....but alas......maybe I should give them a chance perhaps....perhaps....this is what my parents would have wanted.....to move on.......maybe they left me to protect me.....NO....they left me as pray to the streets......HELL SHALL NOT SCARE ME NO MORE.......SINCE I HAVE LIVED IT!!!!!!!!!.... or maybe they didn't had a choice? They didn't wanted to....or they had to?!?"
He would often think to himself like this. It was his curse, he was never at peace with himself. He could never determine why his parents had left him so he would just consider every possible option, sometimes to no avail and only to deep anger and depression. Had they left him because he was a pain, a nonsense, a parasite? Had they left him to protect him? Was he abandoned or lost? Continuous was Badelin's pain and strong but he always kept it to himself.
Sometimes, a crack would appear in the wall around him, bringing light into his life and for a moment, he'd make that crack bigger before rebuilding the wall better and stronger. Only finding his parents would shatter the wall and thus, his curse which he would take to the grave.