Post by Tohrment, Son of Hharm on Aug 9, 2013 13:33:47 GMT -5
He was sitting on the staircase deep in thought with his head down, arms draped off his knees.
The sounds of the manse young playing in the library with their sires and mahmens as well as house doggens...
It had froze him in his shitkickers. So much so that he just let his long legs fold and drop ass to the marble where he stood.
The sounds of laughter and glee filled the manse with joy and most days he soaked it up as proof his Brotherhood family was growing and full of hope for the future.
But not today.
As he reached into his back pocket to pull out his wallet, he checked to make sure no one was near.
In the front was a beautiful picture of Autumn taken on their mating day. But that wasnt what he sought. No. It was the folded photo behind it. Behind all the rest. In the back of his wallet and most days in the back of his mind.
Pulling out the frayed and worn picture to run his thumb over it, held back a pained sigh.
Another year had gone by. Another anniversary had crept up only to hit him harder than any fist to the gut. But this blow was to the heart.
Clearing his throat softly to keep his emotions in check, he brought the photo up to follow each line and shadow with his eyes. Even though he knew the image there as much as he knew his own face. His heart had every detail memorized.
It was stupid he knew. And he felt like a fucking weak male; not a warrior leader of his race.
And it was just another day. An anniversary actually of a day long since past. That had never happened.
Blowing out a long painful sigh, whispered softly as he brought the picture to his lips.
"Happy Birthday young mine."
The sounds of the manse young playing in the library with their sires and mahmens as well as house doggens...
It had froze him in his shitkickers. So much so that he just let his long legs fold and drop ass to the marble where he stood.
The sounds of laughter and glee filled the manse with joy and most days he soaked it up as proof his Brotherhood family was growing and full of hope for the future.
But not today.
As he reached into his back pocket to pull out his wallet, he checked to make sure no one was near.
In the front was a beautiful picture of Autumn taken on their mating day. But that wasnt what he sought. No. It was the folded photo behind it. Behind all the rest. In the back of his wallet and most days in the back of his mind.
Pulling out the frayed and worn picture to run his thumb over it, held back a pained sigh.
Another year had gone by. Another anniversary had crept up only to hit him harder than any fist to the gut. But this blow was to the heart.
Clearing his throat softly to keep his emotions in check, he brought the photo up to follow each line and shadow with his eyes. Even though he knew the image there as much as he knew his own face. His heart had every detail memorized.
It was stupid he knew. And he felt like a fucking weak male; not a warrior leader of his race.
And it was just another day. An anniversary actually of a day long since past. That had never happened.
Blowing out a long painful sigh, whispered softly as he brought the picture to his lips.
"Happy Birthday young mine."
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