The search for his children was unsuccessful. While Abaddon hadn’t been foolish enough to get his hopes up, it certainly was disappointing. It was almost an expectation.
Perhaps the only reason it was not terribly soul-crushing was because Abaddon had a home to return to. One he had never allowed himself the chance to explore thoroughly. He didn’t bother calling his brother, figuring he was likely busy or what not. After swimming to shore, Abaddon shook off the salt water and had settled down to lap himself drier.
Abaddon wandered around through the forest with heavy eyelids. Perhaps now was not the time for exploration. He was tired from the months of fruitless travelling.
With a heavy sigh, he lowered his body to the ground. He lied flat on his side up against an evergreen’s trunk. It was cool and he didn’t mind it — he had the coat for even colder temperatures. Chagrin, yet content, Abaddon gradually succumbed to slumber.
Jun 13, 2018 02:12 PM
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