Part Two: Outside
Part Three: Beyond Memories
Part Three: Beyond Memories
Haf was tired but he thought he had made good time and he might
get to the mines before nightfall. He had come from Renaissance as soon as he
could slip away. The trip had been uneventful. Well, that was only true as far
as it went. He had been thinking so deeply that it seemed the events were
actually happening. Things had been changing fast in Renaissance and he was
excited to bring Calon and Golau out to help with the changes.
Haf loved them both so much. He hated to think about it. He had
known it would never be easy for him loving them both as he did but he had
tried to accept the way things were. Haf longed for Calon and felt a kindred
spirit in Golau. As a child he had realized that when they all grew up he would
be the odd man out and that is just what had happened. Somehow the three of
them never needed to say anything about it. It was just there between them in
silent form.
Haf stopped thinking of them
and began planning his next steps. He knew he would need to signal to them that he was at the
mouth of the mines. When he had helped them escape they had devised a plan and
he was sure they would stick to it. He was to give the signal and wait for
them to respond. He gave the signal, waited and waited but there was no reply.
He was worried so he decided to go into the mines. They had all felt it would
be safer if he didn’t enter the mines but he didn’t know what else to do. He tied a rope to a metal rod
at the entrance. As he walked he slowly released the rope behind him.
It felt awful to be inside the mines again. Memories pounded at him
but he knew he needed to focus, push them away and keep moving forward slowly
and steadily. He was struggling against the weight of the past but he kept
going a step at a time. Finally he heard something and he was sure it was
Calon’s voice. Haf picked up his pace a little and started calling out loudly
but Calon did not answer him. Haf heard only guttural, near animal sounds. Haf
started to run toward Calon’s voice, scratching his face and hands on the tight
walls of the mine, careless of the real danger he knew was in.
“Calon! I’m coming. I’m here!” Haf shouted over and over as he started
running blindly.
He stumbled into Calon, tumbling over him then pulling him into his
arms whispering again and again, “Calon! I’m here! I'm here.”
Haf was in a state of shock. He felt total disbelief at the sheer
awe of holding the man he loved in his arms. Really holding him. He was beyond
words. He was beyond memories. He was beyond time or place. I have never held Calon, not really held him,
Haf thought.
A moment later
he realized he had absolutely forgotten Golau. Where was Golau?
Great complication. Argh. I can't see this turning out well for anyone.
ReplyDeleteMaking my rounds of the 3rd week entries :-)
ReplyDeleteJust went back to read the last two entries--I really got a sense of the oppressiveness of the mines.
ReplyDeleteI hope he finds Golau!
The stakes are rising! Looking forward to how you're going to end this little intrigue. Great job. Loved Haf's voice! :)
ReplyDeletePoor Haf. I hope he finds Golau safe. :-)
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ReplyDeleteIt is nice to meet you.
Melissa
Thanks Melissa! I'll try to fix that! :)
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