Jul 14, 2007 17:25
He Stares into the the Darkness on the Sound.
He had always loved the beach. As a boy His mother would take him there once in a while. Other times he just went with the Nanny.
He walked along the Beach singing to himself.
Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me.
In his mind Memories of Birthdays past, a Party when he was 8 when he got his first Two Wheel Bike. A Birthday when he was 12 when he got his first TV for his room. But in most of these memories, one person was absent. His Father.
In his heart He always missed him. He died when he was 6. All he has is faded memories of him.
He walks to the water and watches the water crash upon the shores. He takes his shoes and socks off and walks into the water a little bit. He watches the lights of the sound.
Another night in the Invictus.
He laughs to himself.
I wonder if the other members of the first estate ever take the time to enjoy the simpleness of water upon the beach. Or the light reflecting upon the sound. I wonder why they would say if they knew I was doing this and just remembering.
He thinks about what the others would tell him
Alek would probulbly say "Mister Astralan, You should not dwell on the past. You should learn from the past but do not let it make you weak."
Felpie would say "Any experences that is painful has something to teach you, find it and learn from it"
El'Toro would more than likely just make a jab at his expense.
Lorenzo "You are Unconquered, Act like it, Ignore it, Move on."
He stares out.
Happy Birthday.