You Can't Go Home Again, A little story from my favorite Blade Options

[haute ecole rider]

Steffan chuckled, a stream of mist escaping his lips. “Then Anvil was next, right?”

I shivered again, looking down at the roofs of Bruma visible below. The old sadness moved through my core, escaped me in a long exhalation. At my side, Steffan stood silently, gaze on the horizon. After a few moments, his head turned toward me. Quickly I faced east to hide my tears.

“There’s a saying,” his soft voice reached me. “You can’t go home again. It’s true. Two years ago I took leave when my mother passed away. It was so strange walking in my old hometown again after thirty odd years.” Steffan paused. “I can see Anvil was difficult for you.”

This little exchange between Julian and her (then) secret love Captain Steffan of the Blades stuck in my writer's mind ever since I wrote it. Finally Captain Steffan is telling me what happened when he tried to go home himself. It is not a long story, rather one that would be wrapped up in three or five posts. I will not be posting this as regularly as I am Cardonaccum, but keep an eye on this. I hope you enjoy this little insight into the man who has stolen Julian's heart.



This post has been edited by haute ecole rider: Feb 16 2014, 11:20 PM

[Grits]

Once more the sharp twinge closed his throat, and Steffan briefly considered turning the sturdy Paint back in the direction of Bruma.

In any world that’s a familiar feeling.

"Aye, that they have," Auntie reached past Steffan and grasped the top board in one strong hand. The wood rattled slightly. "Your idea to shape the wood to shed water has been surprisingly effective."

Neat, his interest in building shows even then. I’m enjoying this look into Steffan’s history.