Reminding Teja of Himself

[wheatencrown]

Demeter leads Teja through the door and they stand on the grounds of the Tuscan house where a sharp wind blows around them.

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[ostro_goth]

Teja looks around. "It looks as if no war nor strife ever touched it, only the cold winds of winter," he says.

Count huddles under his cloak.

[wheatencrown]

"This land is still loved and this is your land once more."

She nods towards the door which needs only him to open it.

[ostro_goth]

"How did this come to pass?" Teja asks. He opens the door, and it leads into a stone-flagged kitchen.

There is a hearth, cold now, waiting for a fire. Count jumps off him and runs to jump onto a chair, sitting there, proudly. His chair! He was first!

"This feels homely," Teja says. "I make my home here, the cat's actions tell me so. But how is it..."

His voice falters, as suddenly, he remembers -- love. He remembers kissing somebody, beloved and familiar, who had been sitting on the chests that line the walls, their bodies touching.

[wheatencrown]

"I brought you back here and you have returned many times with your love."

She walks over to Count and gives him some pets so that Teja can take his time finding his way back to all he knows.