At first, he was still. No indication of movement. Sitting in his thoughts...tranquil, undisturbed, like the world didn't exist around him.
Maybe it didn't.
She'd always wondered where his mind wandered at times like this. What memories plagued his heart? Of all the terrors that made up his past...of all the pain that fueled his rage, what was that one thorn in his heart that he could never shake off?
That one memory his mind constantly relived, twisting the wrath even deeper, like it hadn't already overwhelmed everything else.
For her, it was that moment. Sitting by the one she called sister... that treacherous moment.
She'd relived it so many times now, it was more her present than her current reality could ever hope to be.
Sometimes she wondered, if a piece of her had stayed stuck in that moment, knowing it would be the last ray of happiness she would ever know.
For Mykael, what would that unrelenting memory be?
