![]() Not in the present, not in the past, but the anger seeped through anyways. Unless you don’t actually mean your apology.” Alhaitham never screamed. “Elaborate on what ‘ this mess’ is exactly. This doesn’t make my actions right though and I truly am sorry.” ![]() But I couldn’t allow you to get involved in this mess. You know me better than anybody else, so trust me that I wouldn’t have done any of it if there was another solution. I couldn’t even watch you eat it without the shame devouring me. “I hated every step of mixing the sleeping pill in your food and waiting for you to pass out. He almost broke his spine by trying to look at Alhaitham, but the restraints didn’t allow him to lift his head far enough. “I am so, so sorry.” The guilt Kaveh had carried all night weighed down his voice. Even without the tons of added sugar, I would have discovered the – quite literally - bitter truth behind your sweet gift.” He grimaced. “You have been behaving oddly for a while now, not to mention tonight’s evening. “You never watched me eat the cake, did you? You just assumed I did because of the empty plate.” Alhaitham came closer until he stood directly in front of Kaveh. He went through every step and tumbled as he recognized his mistake. “But… how?” Memories flashed in and out of Kaveh's head. Not the amused kind, but dry and cold enough to freeze the blood in Kaveh’s veins. “You are supposed to be asleep,” he sputtered out in bewilderment.Īlhaitham let out a chuckle. Was this salvation or doom? A ray of sunshine or the light at the end of the tunnel? Was this even real? Maybe Kaveh had fallen unconscious long ago and his imagination cursed him with this nightmare. It bore an aftertaste that reeked of confusion and dazzled his senses. “Alhaitham ?” A cocktail of emotions turned Kaveh sick. Like the statue of a judgmental god, he stared down at him in a way that made the vines feel even tighter. The harsh lighting of the Restricted Repository eliminated every soft curve on his face, resulting in a grim mask. Kaveh blinked his tears away and the fuzzy splotch of colour hardened into a familiar silhouette. “You never fail to surprise, dear Senior.” Metal screamed as the door of the Restricted Repository creaked open. A ‘decaying flower’ the ghost had called him, soon rotting behind bars. Kaveh of Kshahrewar, imprisoned for stealing forbidden research. In front of his inner eyes, he saw his own little paper slip dangling. The more he resisted and squirmed, the darker the lights in the Restricted Repository became. The ghost had promised to stop the vines from growing, but Kaveh felt his throat tightening nevertheless, his breath quickening. Why did he pray in a room full of sinners’ works, anyways? ![]() ![]() A mocking glow wavered uselessly to his feet as if laughing at him. Wherever his elemental powers had gone, they fled too far for the gods to reach. “Archons, help me,” a prayer dwelled on his lips. A drop of green light to illuminate his suffering. This wasn’t a surge of Dendro, barely a wave and rather a ripple. “I have to do something, spirit.” Kaveh grabbed his powers, but they ran through his fingers like clinging to water. “Don’t!” the ghost’s sharp admonishment shot through his brain, “It’s too dangerous.” A childlike voice, but a motherlike worry. Kaveh’s vision flickered weakly as he spoke a silent command. He forced back a whimper, stopped tossing and dragged his teeth over the vines. Kaveh threw his body against the wall and thrashed against the restraints. How was this possible? The Matra weren’t supposed to return this early. The panic pushed his mind spinning, but his body went rigid. It took four words to halt Kaveh’s world momentarily. 6 years and 4 days ago, Restricted Repository, Akademiya ![]()
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