Sunday, October 16, 2005

   Chapter 13: Sanna-Saegea-Pindus (part 1)
When Pen opened his eyes, he saw beams of light streaming through the open window. Sasheeta and Koshga were curled up together on the windowsill, their scales shimmering in the morning sun. Birds sung outside; the air was cool and refreshing.
Pen frowned at the weather’s irony. Inside, he could still feel the hole that the music had burned inside him, and the horrible new feeling lurked there, like a monster in a weak cage, waiting for the right moment to break out.
“Oh, you’re finally awake!” Lucifer exclaimed, his voice heavy with relief. He got off the bed, where he had absentmindedly been reading a thin book. Pen also got to his feet, though more slowly. If it wasn’t for the new emotion inside, he would have been all back to normal.
“How are you feeling?” the black-winged angel asked, gathering up the blanket from the floor and throwing it back on the bed. Pen kneeled down and gathered up Lucaya from where she still lay on the rug. Once she was safetly back in her sheath, he answered Lucifer’s question.
“Fine,” he said carelessly, refusing to meet his friend’s eyes. He turned so that he was facing the wall and ran a hand through his black hair.
Lucifer hesitated for a moment, before he broke the silence again. “No you’re not,” he stated.
“I’m fine!” Pen almost yelled. For some unexplained reason, anger was stirring in him. He went to the door and pulled it open roughly, scowling. With his back to Lucifer, he paused. “Don’t worry about me,” he hissed, before he slammed the door behind him.
Lucifer stood, stunned, where Pen had left him. Although he didn’t want to, he couldn’t help but feel hurt by Pen’s actions. Had he done something wrong? Why was Pen so angry at him all of a sudden?
He turned slowly back to the window, where the two pseudodragons had been awoken. They regarded him with their innocent, bright little eyes. Lucifer gathered Sasheeta in his arms and held her for a moment, calming himself.
“It’s not your fault,” she said comfortingly. “I think that’s just the way he is.”
“We can’t read his thoughts like we can for most people,” Koshga filled in. “Otherwise, I would tell you—“
“No,” Lucifer broke in quietly. “I think that he is beyond thoughts.”
The dragons did not question him any more.
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