Was that... right?
The person he hated, was it really himself?
All this time...
Was it not Denial, was it not Anger, was it not the waterfall? Was it not Lilith...
Was it really just... himself?
Kael finished his cup of tea, letting Aether process everything. After all, there was a lot to think about.
After all... it was something to rethink his every decision that was to come.
"Take a walk, then come back to me, well, that is if you still want to continue with your path."
...
...
Aether stepped outside without answering.
The door closed behind him with a soft sound, far quieter than he felt inside.
The evening air was cool, carrying the smell of wet stone and fading sunlight. The sky had turned a deep orange near the horizon, bleeding slowly into violet above. Clouds drifted lazily, unaware of storms, illusions, or gods.
He walked.
At first, without direction.
