the heart's cavernous longing
How long had he been bound? Caged, and chained and kept. For so long he had been imprisoned and nothing had changed. He had looked at the same walls, the same floor, day after day after day. At first he had fought against the bindings holding him, but their magic had been too strong for him to break through. Every second, minute, hour, blurred into the next, and all his soul had cried out for the entire time was his Polyxena. She was all that had ever mattered to him, and they had taken him from her and locked him away and now? Now where was she?
But then one day the men came, they came and they took him away from that place. Erebos was observant, watchful. They treaded carefully in his presence despite the magic that kept him from being able to escape, but all he wanted to know was where they were taking him. He feared they would only take him farther from Polyxena, but all he wanted was to search the entire earth until he found her and they were together again. He couldn’t know their intentions, however.
So he waited.
The journey was long and hard, and Erebos felt the chasm in him without Polyxena only growing with each passing day. The men were not kind to him, ignored him often. But he listened to their conversations as though they thought that he could not understand them. They talked of rewards and trades, and some man who prided himself on a garden full of strange beasts. Erebos could only assume that that was the fate awaiting him, to be some prize. To never see his beloved companion ever again. Every day his soul cried and cried, and reached out, searching. Everything felt hopeless.
He had almost given up, almost resigned himself to whatever destiny may have had in store for him. They had unboarded one ship on a strange land, the men and their magic forcing him forward step by step, threatening him that they would not make the next in time if he didn’t move quicker. The desert was endless, the sun high and hot in the sky, the men and their scathing words biting into his skin like the grains of sand burying themselves into his fur from the wind.
That was when he saw the small shape, a dark shadowy beacon against the shining sea of gold. He felt it suddenly inside him, like a thread being pulled taught in his chest. He did not need to see her sharp violet eyes or magenta curls to know. He knew it as surely as he felt the emptiness inside him filling, bursting, soaring. Erebos, great massive beast of the underworld, son of Cerberus, suddenly knew no bounds. He lifted his head and bayed, his voice shaking the earth beneath his feet. He fought his chains as wild as a storm and in the confusion, the first man dropped his spell.
That gave Erebos the upper hand he needed, the smallest sliver of space to break free. He threw off the magical bindings one by one, each man falling beneath his massive paws. They could be no match against the power of his love and his devotion, for there Polyxena was, just across the desert, shining even with a coat of dark charcoal. He was sure of it. “Xena!” he cried, his happiness, his longing, outweighing every other thing inside him. “Xena!” he hoped, he yearned, he believed. He had found her at last. It was her. It had to be her.
But then one day the men came, they came and they took him away from that place. Erebos was observant, watchful. They treaded carefully in his presence despite the magic that kept him from being able to escape, but all he wanted to know was where they were taking him. He feared they would only take him farther from Polyxena, but all he wanted was to search the entire earth until he found her and they were together again. He couldn’t know their intentions, however.
So he waited.
The journey was long and hard, and Erebos felt the chasm in him without Polyxena only growing with each passing day. The men were not kind to him, ignored him often. But he listened to their conversations as though they thought that he could not understand them. They talked of rewards and trades, and some man who prided himself on a garden full of strange beasts. Erebos could only assume that that was the fate awaiting him, to be some prize. To never see his beloved companion ever again. Every day his soul cried and cried, and reached out, searching. Everything felt hopeless.
He had almost given up, almost resigned himself to whatever destiny may have had in store for him. They had unboarded one ship on a strange land, the men and their magic forcing him forward step by step, threatening him that they would not make the next in time if he didn’t move quicker. The desert was endless, the sun high and hot in the sky, the men and their scathing words biting into his skin like the grains of sand burying themselves into his fur from the wind.
That was when he saw the small shape, a dark shadowy beacon against the shining sea of gold. He felt it suddenly inside him, like a thread being pulled taught in his chest. He did not need to see her sharp violet eyes or magenta curls to know. He knew it as surely as he felt the emptiness inside him filling, bursting, soaring. Erebos, great massive beast of the underworld, son of Cerberus, suddenly knew no bounds. He lifted his head and bayed, his voice shaking the earth beneath his feet. He fought his chains as wild as a storm and in the confusion, the first man dropped his spell.
That gave Erebos the upper hand he needed, the smallest sliver of space to break free. He threw off the magical bindings one by one, each man falling beneath his massive paws. They could be no match against the power of his love and his devotion, for there Polyxena was, just across the desert, shining even with a coat of dark charcoal. He was sure of it. “Xena!” he cried, his happiness, his longing, outweighing every other thing inside him. “Xena!” he hoped, he yearned, he believed. He had found her at last. It was her. It had to be her.
@Polyxena's Bonded has been unwittingly brought to her, his captors taking him through Solterra on their way to what they believe to be the home of his buyer. However, Erebos catches a glimpse of his companion through the haze of the desert, and seeing her gives him the strength to break free from their magic that bounds him. His roar echoes over the desert, his mind and voice alike calling out for her. Will she help free him from his captors, and finally reunite?
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