[The pain in Essek reverberates through Caleb, an echo that grows louder rather than quieter, building and building until it threatens to steal the last shred of air from Caleb's lungs. Seeing this other man -- his soulmate, still here, still alive -- suffering so shakes him.
He reaches out, hesitating but pushing through, fingers touching gently along his shoulder, soft and careful, like one might touch the wind of a butterfly, something fragile and precious that he isn't certain he has any right to really touch.
The words land like arrows.]
Not dead... just lost. For a very long time. [A pang of his own panic at the memory of that lost time.] I am so sorry, when I finally found myself again, I have been trying to find my way back, but the door was barred. I couldn't reach you. I thought you were gone.
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Date: 2023-04-09 02:36 am (UTC)He reaches out, hesitating but pushing through, fingers touching gently along his shoulder, soft and careful, like one might touch the wind of a butterfly, something fragile and precious that he isn't certain he has any right to really touch.
The words land like arrows.]
Not dead... just lost. For a very long time. [A pang of his own panic at the memory of that lost time.] I am so sorry, when I finally found myself again, I have been trying to find my way back, but the door was barred. I couldn't reach you. I thought you were gone.
[And he'd thought that was what he deserved.]