Children of the Zodiac: Righting Wrongs » Places

         

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"TO A BOY WITHOUT SIGHT, darkness is meaningless..."

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Silence is the worst thing to a blind man. There is nothing there to gauge his place in time and being. It is truly horrifying, a world that may as well be fully empty for all he knows. He could be the only man alive in the world and never know it.

It's not that this silence had been unexpected; indeed, Libra had warned Caecclius of such a handicap prior to placing him in his still-life, between worlds state of being so that the Son of Aquarius may resurrect him into Taushin in due time.

Caecclius frowns slightly. He has never really minded Vitus, but the conceited kid always made sure to let others know his pride in lacking handicap, during which Caecclius could practically feel his mocking gaze. But he wouldn't hold grudges. It is, after all, quite certainly the truth, whether he likes it or not. He might as well get used to the discrimination; surely more would come soon.

Caecclius feels his heart leap as the silence finally breaks with a single phrase from the very man he had been thinking of. "The Son of Libra will judge those who deserve no mercy and reek of sin, as impartial as his father!"

A smile crosses Caecclius's face at the thought. Yes, as impartial as his father, thanks to the very handicap that set him out from the other Children. But he trusts Father to the fullest ability of his heart; surely the god of judgement and discipline knew what he was doing when he took his only son's vision from him.

"Life to my brothers and sisters, I say! Let them have flesh, let them have bone, let them bleed blood! Give them mortality, for only those who can die can give all!"

Caecclius thinks about that statement momentarily. Only those who can die can give all... But wasn't it their goal not to die, to stay alive to redeem Taushin? But perhaps it would inspire the Taushinians, seeing the risk they're taking for these people... Maybe, just maybe...

However, he hasn't the oppurtunity to ponder the matter fully, as just then, his suspension ceases and he collapses to the ground.

Caecclius, head spinning, struggles to get to his feet, to find his very balance. He barely has a chance to try before a small hand slides into his own. A voice that seems to match its gentleness fills his ears. "Here, let me help you stand..." He concedes, allowing her to pull him to his feet. "My name is Elena. I am the Daughter of Pisces. Though, you probably already knew that. What is your name?"

"Thank you, Elena," Caecclius says quietly. "My name is, um, Caecclius. I appreciate your help. I was having abit of trouble coordinating myself, there." He laughs softly. "It's funny, though; you're voice doesn't sound familiar. I assume we never ran into each other at the Basillica?"

"Is everyone alright? No one's hurt are they?"

Caecclius's quiet laugh reccurs at Dara's fretful clucking. "I'm alright, Dar! It's good to know that you're alright as well." He waves in her direction carelessly, taking inventory of the other voices and sounds while still paying attention for Elena.