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Korin d'Rue · Journeyman Joined: 17 Dec 2009 Posts: 166

Pulling the brush threw the tangles of his hair Korin thought back to the events of the past couple of day's.

A small laugh escaped his lips "Me noble!"The young Squire of Kaylor's had alot to learn. Then Korin's mind flashed to the way the Gypsy woman had greeted him, at the tavern.

Turning to look in the mirror, Korin stared at his reflection. "What is it with these people?" He stepped closer to the mirror. "What are you all seeing that I can not?"

Korin thought back Kaylor had said something at the tavern about nobility but Korin had been distracted by another Gypsy woman as she had walk past. He had not caught all of what Kaylor had said. Korin would have to finish that conversation someday.

Korin's thoughts ran back to his conversation with his mother about his dream. "Me a father, What a laugh." He lay down on the slab of ice and waved his hand the snow wrapped his body in its cold embrace. Mumbling to himself, "I am still but a child myself, or atleast acting like one."
Korin thought of his grandmother, and his mothers words rang out in his head. "She is at peace now!" Merci had told him. Korin had often thought of his grandmother, and how if she was watching over him she would be ashamed at some of the things he had done in these last few months. He had imagined several time that the cold chill that crept up the back of his neck may be Her letting him know she was watching.

The words "At peace" kept ringing out in Korins mind.

Korin looked up at the ice covered ceiling of his room "Why can I not find peace?"

Korin lay on his cold bed encased in snow trying to sleep but his mind was just too full and would not shut off. Sometime in the early morning, just before dawn he finally slept. but it was not a restful sleep.

Emily d'Rue · Visitor Joined: 28 Jan 2010 Posts: 19

The smoothness of the world around her shifted on it's axis once more. It had happened always when one of her own were in trouble, but more so since she had broken her slumber and returned to the world of flesh and blood. From the mist that held her shifting form, Emily drifted and dipped. Something pulled and tugged on her. Something familiar, something tangible and something rough.

Korin.

It was a thought and a statment all at once.

What have you done?

With a deep intake she peered through the void onto her boy as she had so many times previously. Silently she watched as he berated himself yet again. And silently she knew he needed a good swift kick in the butt. That thought was all it took to make one succinct well heard phrase pass between the worlds.

Remember who the hell you are, my boy.

Korin d'Rue · Journeyman Joined: 17 Dec 2009 Posts: 166

Korin sat bolt upright, sending a shower of snow across the room.
"Grandmother?" He said in a puzzled voice, as his eyes scanned the darkness of his room.

Her voice had sounded, or so he thought as if she was standing beside his bed. But there was no one in the room. The joy he had felt at the sound of her voice quickly turned, Sour.

"Remember who you are!" Her words sounded again in his mind. Korin lay back down and closed his eyes those words running over and over in his head.

Finally He said aloud "I am Korin d'Rue. Son of Merci d'Rue." after a brief pause. "I am a Guardian of Stonegate." He paused again his mind still racing.

Korin sat up again, Folded his arms across his chest. This time the words came out with force and "I am Korin d'Rue, Son of Merci d'Rue."

Again Korin Started, "I am Korin." He stopped and looked around his room then looked up at the ceiling "This is not what you ment is it grandmother?" He hung his head and closed his eyes. A few moments later Korin lay back down on his bed of ice, waving his hand and pulling a blanket of snow over him once more. Korin turned onto his side and snuggled in drifting off to sleep with thoughts of his past dancing threw his head.

Emily d'Rue · Visitor Joined: 28 Jan 2010 Posts: 19

Being non-corporeal had it's advantages. For one thing she typically didn't have to worry about crossing her ankles, as good form dictated. And she didn't have to worry about looking her best. Unless she really wanted them to, no one was going to see her anyway. Merci's Boy, Her Boy. Curled under the ice cold blanket he actually seemed at peace himself. Well neither of them was going to get it tonight.

"KORIN." It was stern and it was vocal. Unlike the last few words, she had waited until he was good and asleep before belting it out with force.

Emily watched from her vantage point at the edge of the bed as Korin sat up and promptly smacked his head on an unknown object in the dark.

"Grandmother?" Barely a whisper, his tone was much softer than hers had been.

"Who else would be in your bedroom at this time of morning?" She took a pause and added for effect, "Definitely not a woman. You've done chased them all away."

A scowl spread slowly and she guessed if he could physically reach out and strangle her the thought would cross his mind.

"Don't take that tone of face with me boy."

"Grandmother, you don't understand."

"What don't I understand? That you continually underestimate yourself? That you underestimate those who care about you? Or that you are blind, stubborn and a pain in my non-corporeal rear?"

Korin stammered and sputtered. It had been some time since this woman, this ghost, had laid her claws in.

"Yes. I have watched. And while I am never ashamed I -am- sorely disappointed." Clear and cutting those were meant to slice through his bones deeper than any tongue lashing could.

"You do not have nine-lives boy. Quit wasting them and get yourself moving. There are people out there who love you. And you are doing them a disservice."

Calmy she regarded her Grandson and waited for the many of excuses that were to follow.

Korin d'Rue · Journeyman Joined: 17 Dec 2009 Posts: 166

The knot on Korins forhead throbbed, he sat on his bed one hand rubbing his forehead and his eyes cut at Emily d'Rue.
She stood or floated there beside the bed Korin wasn't sure of which. Korin's delight at seeing his grand mother again, quickly disappeard. Emily's words cut straight to bone. Her tongue was like a saber wielded by and exspert. Each word a slash or cut as they came out of her mouth. Korin felt as if he was being picked apart a little at a time. Emily did not use many words but, she did not need many to get her point across. Korin tried to come up with excuses for his behavior over the last few months. He knew that everyone of those hundreds of reasons that ran through his mind to exsplain his actions would not cut it. As korin openned his mouth to spit one out he quickly would close it see how his grandmother would cut it up and unleash another torrent at him.

Korin openned his mouth and the word "She" came out, but he quickly knew that trying to blame some one else was not going to work either.

Emily just stood there, Calm and patient.

Korin looked up at Emily, His face said it all even before he spoke.
"Grandmother, which way?" His eyes locked on her's "How do I move on with my life, when I do not know which way to go?" Korin held her gaze for a brief moment, before lowering his eyes to the floor. Taking his head in his hands he sat looking down. "Grandmother," he mumbled "I am so lost."

Emily d'Rue · Visitor Joined: 28 Jan 2010 Posts: 19

Waves of emotion crested through her Grandson's normally ice cold eyes. Sitting down on the bed next to him she let each molecule form and become cohesive. Slowly and calmly Emily reached out, her hands becoming flesh and caressed the five o'clock shadow on his face. Gently she helped turn his body so that he was half off the bed and lowered his head sideways on to her lap and let her fingernailss stroke through his hair as she had done to his Mother when she was a little girl.

Emily was a lot of things but she had never been considered cruel so when he winced as if expecting a blow her eyes widened and coaxed him back to trusting her. Patience that was achingly needed poured from her now in place of the tirade from moments before.

"That's your first step, my boy. Admitting that you can't do this alone."

Softness entwined itself in her tone as her fingers moved back and forth.

"Its going to be okay, Korin. We will figure this out." She paused then to reinforce the word that followed. "Together."

Korin d'Rue · Journeyman Joined: 17 Dec 2009 Posts: 166

As Korin lay with his head in his grandmother's lap feelings that he had never felt before came rushing to him. Korin had never shed a tear in his life, It was not allowed. Emotions were a sign on weakness is what he had been taught. But as Korin lay there his eyes brimmed with cyrstal clear tears, they froze as they rolled down his nose and cheek.

The woman who's words just moments before had cut like a saber, now radiated with love. Her fingers gentle stroke, brought comfort and a easy that korin had not ever felt before.

As Korin lay there being comforted by his grandmother's loving touch something inside him was also happening. The barrier of ice that entombed his heart began to weaken. Then a small crack, which quickly lengthed and branched like a spider web. With the sound of breaking glass, great chunks of the ice around his heart fell free to be asorbed back into his body.

With a loud Sigh Korin closed his eyes "Grand mother I am sorry to have taken you from your peaceful slumber." he whispered. Then as sleep was taking him "But I am Gald you are here."