The vast depths of space do sound terrifyingly like the Land Beyond Living in some aspects... but Glacius would be there with him. That difference means everything in ways he never thought possible.
And that is frightening in and of itself. To realize he has changed so much, and because of the influence of one being, makes Carlisle wonder how different his life could be in other circumstances. What if he'd never met Glacius at all? Or if he'd remained home, never venturing far? What if he'd been spirited to another city, or another jungle, or another ship? What if he'd never been dragged away from the jungle at all, and was still in contact with Algidus?
Hm. The thought of Algidus makes his chest hurt, and he'd rather not suffer that -- not after the long day they've both had. Carlisle brushes his hand once more against Glacius' scar, leaning on one of their shared signs of solidarity for comfort.
"I... I would like that," he admits, closing his eyes once more. He should want to go home, but then he'd be alone again, and how much of a home could that be?
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And that is frightening in and of itself. To realize he has changed so much, and because of the influence of one being, makes Carlisle wonder how different his life could be in other circumstances. What if he'd never met Glacius at all? Or if he'd remained home, never venturing far? What if he'd been spirited to another city, or another jungle, or another ship? What if he'd never been dragged away from the jungle at all, and was still in contact with Algidus?
Hm. The thought of Algidus makes his chest hurt, and he'd rather not suffer that -- not after the long day they've both had. Carlisle brushes his hand once more against Glacius' scar, leaning on one of their shared signs of solidarity for comfort.
"I... I would like that," he admits, closing his eyes once more. He should want to go home, but then he'd be alone again, and how much of a home could that be?