Rest For The Weary
Fall 45th 513 AV, 11th Bell
Location: The Memorial Grounds
The bitter chill of the rain and the season settled into the air of the city as two people stood over the grave of their departed family member, the rusted cutlass from the neighborly grave rested next to the tombstone that'd been made for the memory of the loved person. With "Burten Maze" strongly engraved on the face on the stone the words below were merely an understatement to the ideals of his son; Sailor, Fisherman, and beloved father. They weren't anywhere near enough powerful enough to describe the love and loss the family felt, and as Telion leaned in to Ricky while she mourned the guard held her closer than ever with a somber face. Today of all days was the day Zeltiva remembered the sacrifices of the fallen, but for Ricky it was accepting the loss of the one person he'd never wanted to lose again. His father and his hero both, Burten had just returned to him only but a season ago and now this... Now the man finally met his end in the very place he called home, instead of the dangers of the wilderness he traveled for so long. "I failed you Pa." That's all Ricky could think about for the past five days, how much of a let down he was for his father. The scar faced fisherman got to comfortable however, to bold in his approach for the darker nature that resided in the city. Zeltiva is at its very core dark, the manifestations of twisted and sinister souls within wait for a time to strike. To cut down the ones that aim to keep blot out such corruption, to weaken the very shield that threatens to root such evils out.
"I still can't believe... that he's gone." Telion whimpered softly still wrapped within the small blanket to keep warm. At this stage of her pregnancy it was vital to keep her comfortable in every form of aspect, which is exactly what Ricky's tried to do for his beloved even before their marriage came to be. Her mourning just didn't come from missing somebody close but from the fact she'd grown to love Burt just like a father in such short time. He'd done much for Ricky and even better been there for the couple when they needed someone.like him, thus Burt became somebody worth mourning... worth remembering.
"I know," He comforted his wife with a gentle rub over her shoulder, eyes still down to the tombstone and rusted cutlass, "he's still 'ere with us though. Even if his body rests 'is spirit remains with us, and with Odis now." He started to murmur the last part of his sentence, the memory of his dog present once more. "Twenty-four days..." It had been almost a year since Odis sacrificed his life for Ricky, and it was never forgotten by the guard to this day. Now Burten rests with the very dog who spent a lifetime before as his best friend. Ricky remembered the encounter well, even if it were a dream or fantasy in his head. Odis who was a man and best friend to Burt died before his time, and came back into this world as a dog to fulfill a promise. Now of course both Odis and Burt were reunited by an ironic sense of fate, and the stories they left behind would be ones Ricky would pass down on to his children. So that the next generations would remember their stories well, and the families that carried on would honor the memory of Burten and Odis.
Ricky glanced over at a tree in sight and noticed the color of his sisterly friend Hannah, the fire red an instant give away of her location no matter how hard she would try to blend in. "I'll be back." He spoke softly to Telion with an assuring look to her, and when she looked over to the direction he glanced at she knew where he was off to. Thus she silently approved to let him go, and remained watchful over the graves of the two beloved companions that rested before them. Ricky didn't wish to leave Tel behind but he didn't want to pull her around so much either, plus the fact Hannah had withdrawn from them since that night made it all the more difficult to approach her. Still she remained by the tree with deep sincerety, her pose suggested leaving already as Ricky approached but remained still. She knew she'd been seen and wouldn't run, not when it came to finally face the man she'd do anything for now; the man she'd think of as a brother after so much.
Fall 45th 513 AV, 11th Bell
Location: The Memorial Grounds
The bitter chill of the rain and the season settled into the air of the city as two people stood over the grave of their departed family member, the rusted cutlass from the neighborly grave rested next to the tombstone that'd been made for the memory of the loved person. With "Burten Maze" strongly engraved on the face on the stone the words below were merely an understatement to the ideals of his son; Sailor, Fisherman, and beloved father. They weren't anywhere near enough powerful enough to describe the love and loss the family felt, and as Telion leaned in to Ricky while she mourned the guard held her closer than ever with a somber face. Today of all days was the day Zeltiva remembered the sacrifices of the fallen, but for Ricky it was accepting the loss of the one person he'd never wanted to lose again. His father and his hero both, Burten had just returned to him only but a season ago and now this... Now the man finally met his end in the very place he called home, instead of the dangers of the wilderness he traveled for so long. "I failed you Pa." That's all Ricky could think about for the past five days, how much of a let down he was for his father. The scar faced fisherman got to comfortable however, to bold in his approach for the darker nature that resided in the city. Zeltiva is at its very core dark, the manifestations of twisted and sinister souls within wait for a time to strike. To cut down the ones that aim to keep blot out such corruption, to weaken the very shield that threatens to root such evils out.
"I still can't believe... that he's gone." Telion whimpered softly still wrapped within the small blanket to keep warm. At this stage of her pregnancy it was vital to keep her comfortable in every form of aspect, which is exactly what Ricky's tried to do for his beloved even before their marriage came to be. Her mourning just didn't come from missing somebody close but from the fact she'd grown to love Burt just like a father in such short time. He'd done much for Ricky and even better been there for the couple when they needed someone.like him, thus Burt became somebody worth mourning... worth remembering.
"I know," He comforted his wife with a gentle rub over her shoulder, eyes still down to the tombstone and rusted cutlass, "he's still 'ere with us though. Even if his body rests 'is spirit remains with us, and with Odis now." He started to murmur the last part of his sentence, the memory of his dog present once more. "Twenty-four days..." It had been almost a year since Odis sacrificed his life for Ricky, and it was never forgotten by the guard to this day. Now Burten rests with the very dog who spent a lifetime before as his best friend. Ricky remembered the encounter well, even if it were a dream or fantasy in his head. Odis who was a man and best friend to Burt died before his time, and came back into this world as a dog to fulfill a promise. Now of course both Odis and Burt were reunited by an ironic sense of fate, and the stories they left behind would be ones Ricky would pass down on to his children. So that the next generations would remember their stories well, and the families that carried on would honor the memory of Burten and Odis.
Ricky glanced over at a tree in sight and noticed the color of his sisterly friend Hannah, the fire red an instant give away of her location no matter how hard she would try to blend in. "I'll be back." He spoke softly to Telion with an assuring look to her, and when she looked over to the direction he glanced at she knew where he was off to. Thus she silently approved to let him go, and remained watchful over the graves of the two beloved companions that rested before them. Ricky didn't wish to leave Tel behind but he didn't want to pull her around so much either, plus the fact Hannah had withdrawn from them since that night made it all the more difficult to approach her. Still she remained by the tree with deep sincerety, her pose suggested leaving already as Ricky approached but remained still. She knew she'd been seen and wouldn't run, not when it came to finally face the man she'd do anything for now; the man she'd think of as a brother after so much.
