Eternal
While eating at the dinner table, you find that unlike Lena, Henry is actually very hospitable. You discover that your guess that he was a woodcutter by trade was correct. He’s also lived here all his life and still remembers when the old Empire claimed Delerg.
“I do not ever recall seeing you in the resistance during the Empire days.” You remark.
“I wasn’t. At the time I was more concerned with taking care of my first wife who was sick, than changing the government…besides as much as it may make me look like a coward, the Empire did not interfere much with our lives, so I saw no reason to fight. Especially since you shadows looked to have the matter well in hand.”
“Hmm, glad we kept up a good appearance considering we ultimately lost.”
“But the Empire did fall.”
“It may have fell, but it got replaced with something far worse. Sometimes I think things would’ve been better if we hadn’t done shit. Your reasons for not fighting are certainly valid ones, but tell me, what did you do when the eternals first arrived? I have to admit I am not entirely familiar with the last years of the Empire and its immediate aftermath. I was trapped underground for a while you see. But I do know that there were a group of thuggish eternals that eventually laid claim here. I know because Lena and I eventually got rid of them. Why did you not fight then?”
Lena starts to get agitated with you questioning her husband, but he calms her and says it’s quite all right.
“When Brutus’ group came around and set up shop independently of the Empire I just laid low as I would never have been a match for any of them, even if they didn’t severely outnumber me. Fortunately laying low was easy as you can see this village is one of the furthest ones from Sinkhole. It’s practically on the ass end of civilization. Besides, my first wife had died of her illness around that time and I went through an extended period of mourning. I…uh sort of shut myself off from the world I guess. I was in no condition to fight anyone. If anything I might’ve welcomed death at that point in my life. All I did most of the time during those days was visit Alanna’s grave a lot and speak to it.”
You can’t help but see a very strong similarity here. When you look at Lena, she looks away as if you’re going to call her out on her choice of husbands again. Of course you aren’t though, but it does prove you were right about some of your previous remarks about her.
Meanwhile Henry finishes his tale.
“But eventually I realized that I had to move on with life and eventually I accepted reality.”
“Good for you Henry. It takes a brave man to face reality.” You say and drink from your cup giving Lena the option of calling you out on your own flights of fantasy concerning Talia. Of course she doesn’t.
You chat a bit more with Henry. He says while he isn’t much of a fighter due to inexperience, he says that Lena has shown him a few things as she has been trying to teach others as well.
“I have to say, I’ve never quite understood the Delergites’ unwillingness to fight. Well the majority of them anyway.” You mention.
“Surely as a shadow, you know the reason.”
“I do? I’m afraid you’ll have to enlighten me Henry. While I may be a shadow in name, let’s just say I may not be the best representative.”
“Well you are aware of what most of us in Delerg are taught about the shadows right? I mean about how conquerors may come and go, but the shadows will always remain as they have for centuries. And that the shadows will always defend and protect this place. With the shadows around, most people just believe that eventually they’ll take care of the major problems.”
“Yes, I am aware of it, I just never thought any of you lot bought into it so seriously. The dependency issues aside, why continue to believe it at all? The shadows belong to the rubble heap of history now. Surely YOU don’t still believe such things.”
Henry thinks a bit, but not too long.
“Well, yes.”
“You do? Why?”
“You’re still here to help aren’t you?”
You give a smile and even chuckle a bit.
“Heh, well maybe you’re right, Henry.”
“However as I mentioned before outside I am willing to fight and not rely others. After met Lena, I found that there are some things worth fighting for. Now with my new daughter Tulla in this world I find that to be truer than ever.” Henry says while looking at the baby basket nearby.
Lena reaches over to squeeze Henry’s hand briefly. You say nothing to this moment of closeness; you just get temporary lost in thoughts of long ago. You think about how this arrangement is probably similar to something Talia wanted. Well perhaps not exactly, but definitely the family part.
The thing is, you never really seriously considered such things even when Talia spoke of it. Part of it was your foremost concern of surviving the next thing the Empire decided to throw at you. The other part is it just wasn’t something you were excessively interested in. Now though, looking at something like this a little more close up, you can’t help but think “what if?”
Of course that’s not a “what if” that can ever be achieved. Even if Talia was still alive, you couldn’t have children anyway. Quite frankly you’ve spent so much time killing, wouldn’t really know what to do with the prospect of taking care of anything so helpless like a child, though you’d guess that perhaps Talia would’ve been more of the nurturing one while you trained it to fight or something you actually knew about.
The funny thing is you get the impression that Henry serves more of that purpose of a “nurturer” than Lena does, who while obviously loving towards the child, she maintains more of a distance from it than Henry does. Almost as if she’s reluctant to bond with it on a major level.
“I do not ever recall seeing you in the resistance during the Empire days.” You remark.
“I wasn’t. At the time I was more concerned with taking care of my first wife who was sick, than changing the government…besides as much as it may make me look like a coward, the Empire did not interfere much with our lives, so I saw no reason to fight. Especially since you shadows looked to have the matter well in hand.”
“Hmm, glad we kept up a good appearance considering we ultimately lost.”
“But the Empire did fall.”
“It may have fell, but it got replaced with something far worse. Sometimes I think things would’ve been better if we hadn’t done shit. Your reasons for not fighting are certainly valid ones, but tell me, what did you do when the eternals first arrived? I have to admit I am not entirely familiar with the last years of the Empire and its immediate aftermath. I was trapped underground for a while you see. But I do know that there were a group of thuggish eternals that eventually laid claim here. I know because Lena and I eventually got rid of them. Why did you not fight then?”
Lena starts to get agitated with you questioning her husband, but he calms her and says it’s quite all right.
“When Brutus’ group came around and set up shop independently of the Empire I just laid low as I would never have been a match for any of them, even if they didn’t severely outnumber me. Fortunately laying low was easy as you can see this village is one of the furthest ones from Sinkhole. It’s practically on the ass end of civilization. Besides, my first wife had died of her illness around that time and I went through an extended period of mourning. I…uh sort of shut myself off from the world I guess. I was in no condition to fight anyone. If anything I might’ve welcomed death at that point in my life. All I did most of the time during those days was visit Alanna’s grave a lot and speak to it.”
You can’t help but see a very strong similarity here. When you look at Lena, she looks away as if you’re going to call her out on her choice of husbands again. Of course you aren’t though, but it does prove you were right about some of your previous remarks about her.
Meanwhile Henry finishes his tale.
“But eventually I realized that I had to move on with life and eventually I accepted reality.”
“Good for you Henry. It takes a brave man to face reality.” You say and drink from your cup giving Lena the option of calling you out on your own flights of fantasy concerning Talia. Of course she doesn’t.
You chat a bit more with Henry. He says while he isn’t much of a fighter due to inexperience, he says that Lena has shown him a few things as she has been trying to teach others as well.
“I have to say, I’ve never quite understood the Delergites’ unwillingness to fight. Well the majority of them anyway.” You mention.
“Surely as a shadow, you know the reason.”
“I do? I’m afraid you’ll have to enlighten me Henry. While I may be a shadow in name, let’s just say I may not be the best representative.”
“Well you are aware of what most of us in Delerg are taught about the shadows right? I mean about how conquerors may come and go, but the shadows will always remain as they have for centuries. And that the shadows will always defend and protect this place. With the shadows around, most people just believe that eventually they’ll take care of the major problems.”
“Yes, I am aware of it, I just never thought any of you lot bought into it so seriously. The dependency issues aside, why continue to believe it at all? The shadows belong to the rubble heap of history now. Surely YOU don’t still believe such things.”
Henry thinks a bit, but not too long.
“Well, yes.”
“You do? Why?”
“You’re still here to help aren’t you?”
You give a smile and even chuckle a bit.
“Heh, well maybe you’re right, Henry.”
“However as I mentioned before outside I am willing to fight and not rely others. After met Lena, I found that there are some things worth fighting for. Now with my new daughter Tulla in this world I find that to be truer than ever.” Henry says while looking at the baby basket nearby.
Lena reaches over to squeeze Henry’s hand briefly. You say nothing to this moment of closeness; you just get temporary lost in thoughts of long ago. You think about how this arrangement is probably similar to something Talia wanted. Well perhaps not exactly, but definitely the family part.
The thing is, you never really seriously considered such things even when Talia spoke of it. Part of it was your foremost concern of surviving the next thing the Empire decided to throw at you. The other part is it just wasn’t something you were excessively interested in. Now though, looking at something like this a little more close up, you can’t help but think “what if?”
Of course that’s not a “what if” that can ever be achieved. Even if Talia was still alive, you couldn’t have children anyway. Quite frankly you’ve spent so much time killing, wouldn’t really know what to do with the prospect of taking care of anything so helpless like a child, though you’d guess that perhaps Talia would’ve been more of the nurturing one while you trained it to fight or something you actually knew about.
The funny thing is you get the impression that Henry serves more of that purpose of a “nurturer” than Lena does, who while obviously loving towards the child, she maintains more of a distance from it than Henry does. Almost as if she’s reluctant to bond with it on a major level.