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-Robert A. Heinlein
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"The thunder is loud , it is flashy. I am none of these things.
I hear your echos in my mind and they frighten me, for I am the lightning
And I will flee across the dark sky, trailing wherever the tendrils of static bring me
Far to the ground where I plummet in pursuit of my destiny;
that just perhaps; might send me right back to you.
I hear your echos in my mind and they frighten me, for I am the lightning
And I will flee across the dark sky, trailing wherever the tendrils of static bring me
Far to the ground where I plummet in pursuit of my destiny;
that just perhaps; might send me right back to you.
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Where his sisters looked to others for their journey, Tabbris turned to himself. In himself, he would find the answers he sought in his own thoughts, his own psyche. He was always a lonely child, always distant from his siblings, his family. He believed independence would bring him happiness, far from the strife of others and their trials.It wasn't until he was older, did his search for answers lead him to sorrow. As he grew older, the loneliness bore upon his shoulders like a weight.
"Why did you leave us? Why did you let the light fall to the hard earth?"
His wish became to find his happiness, to find what drags the light to the harsh earth, to see upon the dirt the colors of life in a way that finally bring sense to the writhing questions in his mind and silence the thunder that echos in his thoughts.
"Where do I belong, mother? Where do I look to find joy? You did not teach me that before letting me run in my youth."
"Why did you leave us? Why did you let the light fall to the hard earth?"
His wish became to find his happiness, to find what drags the light to the harsh earth, to see upon the dirt the colors of life in a way that finally bring sense to the writhing questions in his mind and silence the thunder that echos in his thoughts.
"Where do I belong, mother? Where do I look to find joy? You did not teach me that before letting me run in my youth."
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"It is as if I live a life of running, escaping the dark clouds high above me."
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Tabbris is a lonely soul, socially distant and struggling to adapt to a world where he's always felt an outcast. When separated from his parents, he did not seek a dream or greater purpose- Tabbris searched desperately to find his happiness. Long through his youth, he thought he had found it in the natural wilds where he made his home. Crafting his own special weapons to account for his odd limbs, learning to be silent and quick like the light flashing through a storm. But perhaps it was his downfall. No sound carried upon his winds, and always, he lived in silence without the thunderous swell to accompany him. In his natural stubbornness, he decided upon the truth that his family had abandoned him; that they were nothing but hinderers who did not want him to be happy; he became defiant and determined to rival this.
At first, the freedom was liberating, but soon it became its own confinement. His isolation, which had given him joy in youth, became that thing that destroyed his ability to connect and understand others. His heart felt as empty as the miles of sky above him. At first, he held no animosity towards his parents, no regrets for his life in the wilderness, but as time grew older he began to become bitter, befouled towards those few people he did interact with. Their friendship, their words, felt shallow in his darkness.
He became disdainful towards the family who abandoned him and distracted himself with the hunt. Hours spent tracking, gathering, surviving, and nothing more. But on every idle moment, those memories haunted him. The memories of the times he felt truly happy. Watching his sisters, his brother play. Watching his parents smile as their children explored the world.
And, finally, he decided that to find his closure, he would do something he'd never done. His story would carry him out of the forests, through village and town, and he would find that place where he had come from.
He would find his thunder, the support he yearned for.
He would become the storm; and with it- find the freedom he used to cherish.
At first, the freedom was liberating, but soon it became its own confinement. His isolation, which had given him joy in youth, became that thing that destroyed his ability to connect and understand others. His heart felt as empty as the miles of sky above him. At first, he held no animosity towards his parents, no regrets for his life in the wilderness, but as time grew older he began to become bitter, befouled towards those few people he did interact with. Their friendship, their words, felt shallow in his darkness.
He became disdainful towards the family who abandoned him and distracted himself with the hunt. Hours spent tracking, gathering, surviving, and nothing more. But on every idle moment, those memories haunted him. The memories of the times he felt truly happy. Watching his sisters, his brother play. Watching his parents smile as their children explored the world.
And, finally, he decided that to find his closure, he would do something he'd never done. His story would carry him out of the forests, through village and town, and he would find that place where he had come from.
He would find his thunder, the support he yearned for.
He would become the storm; and with it- find the freedom he used to cherish.
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His journey started roughly, wandering through villages, towns. Courageous as he was on the hunt, willing to take on massive foes with his trusty arrows and skill- just as much was he a coward to interact with others. Involving himself in this society that he had so long viewed as a prison upon his mind; was simply something he could not do. But he was willing to learn.
As a hunter in the wild must change; so too must a hunter in civilization. Tabbris learned; and adapted. He familiarized himself with customs; learned to speak to others (Despite his personal resentments); and searched for his happiness. Searched for his family, the truth, and the freedom from the burden of regret he felt upon his back.
He did not, by any means, renounce his wild ways; He did not forsake the wilderness and the ability to care for himself; and it became near-ritualistic for Tabbris to retain his independence and not mix up his two lives. He adapted to become two different versions of himself depending on where he was; because as far as he was concerned; these things were not the same. He would not eat food from civilization- only what he hunted himself; and he would not sleep in any normal inns; he would find his home among the trees and wilderness as he always had.
It was thanks to this stubbornness, that he finally found a chance.
This chance came about in the shape of an intrusion upon his hunt. While tracking down a target; a lone deer, he was interrupted...interrupted by a strangely familiar member of his own kind.
"What are you doing! How dare you hurt a living thing"
"What?" he questioned.
Arguing with this kalon; Tagiane she called herself; he saw something- something he had missed a long time. He saw a spark.
This other kalon, this girl seemed familiar. She rang in his mind of the days he had used to be happy. The days that made sense to him.
At first he denied; but in the midst of their fighting over the life of a deer who'd long fled; he noticed something..
A locket; the same as his own.
"Who are you, Tagiane...?"
As a hunter in the wild must change; so too must a hunter in civilization. Tabbris learned; and adapted. He familiarized himself with customs; learned to speak to others (Despite his personal resentments); and searched for his happiness. Searched for his family, the truth, and the freedom from the burden of regret he felt upon his back.
He did not, by any means, renounce his wild ways; He did not forsake the wilderness and the ability to care for himself; and it became near-ritualistic for Tabbris to retain his independence and not mix up his two lives. He adapted to become two different versions of himself depending on where he was; because as far as he was concerned; these things were not the same. He would not eat food from civilization- only what he hunted himself; and he would not sleep in any normal inns; he would find his home among the trees and wilderness as he always had.
It was thanks to this stubbornness, that he finally found a chance.
This chance came about in the shape of an intrusion upon his hunt. While tracking down a target; a lone deer, he was interrupted...interrupted by a strangely familiar member of his own kind.
"What are you doing! How dare you hurt a living thing"
"What?" he questioned.
Arguing with this kalon; Tagiane she called herself; he saw something- something he had missed a long time. He saw a spark.
This other kalon, this girl seemed familiar. She rang in his mind of the days he had used to be happy. The days that made sense to him.
At first he denied; but in the midst of their fighting over the life of a deer who'd long fled; he noticed something..
A locket; the same as his own.
"Who are you, Tagiane...?"
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Inevitably, it came to pass that they realized their connection. This strange word finally graced Tabbris' vocabulary.
Family
A word he had not said, heard, in a long time. And so he stayed with her, this strange girl. Though they bickered often; he could not deny that for the first time in ages- he sensed the return of himself. Who he truly had been, when he was happy.
And he yearned for more. Learning that she sought the same; they decided to set out upon the world together; to find further the place from which they had come. Their stories, suddenly, intertwined to pursue their ending chapters.
With Tagiane's help, they tracked down stories of the legendary dream-giver; a strange woman travelling the lands with knowledge at her fingertips, in a caravan of books and old stories. And they set out to try to find her. Their journey was not an easy one, as experienced as they were in living off of the land, they were not as experienced in social interactions. To some degree, Tabbris enjoyed her company, though they argued often over his nature as a hunter and disagreed over much. Their disagreements, however, never turned upon hostilities- and were more of a sibling rivalry that Tabbris found engaging, and near endearing. He naturally felt closer to her than any other he'd come across since leaving his family; and he was willing to look the other way for her beliefs; and though he challenged her- he would make changes to himself to adapt once again. To make his sister happy.
Upon meeting the dream-giver, the two were stunned to find her similarities, and even moreso to see the familiar locket that bonded them. If Tagiane was his sibling rivalry, Tabbris found in his other sister Telantes another piece of the puzzle.
But still, they were missing an important piece of their life... their parents, their brother. And they were determined to find them.
It took time; but this time was time that Tabbris would never want back. Days spent with his sisters, bonding over things as mundane as a dinner together.
And finally, he learned to smile again.
Family
A word he had not said, heard, in a long time. And so he stayed with her, this strange girl. Though they bickered often; he could not deny that for the first time in ages- he sensed the return of himself. Who he truly had been, when he was happy.
And he yearned for more. Learning that she sought the same; they decided to set out upon the world together; to find further the place from which they had come. Their stories, suddenly, intertwined to pursue their ending chapters.
With Tagiane's help, they tracked down stories of the legendary dream-giver; a strange woman travelling the lands with knowledge at her fingertips, in a caravan of books and old stories. And they set out to try to find her. Their journey was not an easy one, as experienced as they were in living off of the land, they were not as experienced in social interactions. To some degree, Tabbris enjoyed her company, though they argued often over his nature as a hunter and disagreed over much. Their disagreements, however, never turned upon hostilities- and were more of a sibling rivalry that Tabbris found engaging, and near endearing. He naturally felt closer to her than any other he'd come across since leaving his family; and he was willing to look the other way for her beliefs; and though he challenged her- he would make changes to himself to adapt once again. To make his sister happy.
Upon meeting the dream-giver, the two were stunned to find her similarities, and even moreso to see the familiar locket that bonded them. If Tagiane was his sibling rivalry, Tabbris found in his other sister Telantes another piece of the puzzle.
But still, they were missing an important piece of their life... their parents, their brother. And they were determined to find them.
It took time; but this time was time that Tabbris would never want back. Days spent with his sisters, bonding over things as mundane as a dinner together.
And finally, he learned to smile again.
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'I see now the lesson you wanted to teach me, mother
To find my happiness, I need only look in the smallest places
The only way to see how much things meant to me,
Were to have them taken away
I have learned many things in my time;
Now my journey is to find you
To share with you what I've found
And bring my sisters safely
If my life is a story,
Then the last chapter of part one is titled "Home".
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By me
By sixbane
To find my happiness, I need only look in the smallest places
The only way to see how much things meant to me,
Were to have them taken away
I have learned many things in my time;
Now my journey is to find you
To share with you what I've found
And bring my sisters safely
If my life is a story,
Then the last chapter of part one is titled "Home".
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