Redhawk Caldera Throwback Thursday

Though he hadn't been there because he was watching Liffey and Lagan, Eljay remembered that daddy had told him about Uncle P getting hurt and Ferret being thrown from the pack. Yet the words had only passed on through half-assed, the majority of Eljay's mind occupied with a swarm of worries in regards to mommy. He wanted her back; he wanted she'd never left at all, actually. He had pleaded with her and yet she had gone. All he thought was real turned out to be based upon false assumptions. Anyone else could've looked for Lucy to prevent mommy from getting hurt again. And if mommy would get hurt over and over again despite his pleas, was this world even worth living in? He found himself spiralling into depression and the only thing that would keep him happy was seeing Liffey and Lagan. Even daddy could not cheer him up, because Eljay knew that daddy was as sad as he was; his entire demeanour screamed this truth.

So when Uncle P and Gannet showed up, and Eljay watched daddy get up and go towards them, he just remained on the floor. He'd tried to be brave, he'd tried to be strong; but with each passing day of mommy not being there he was giving up on those things and dwindling into the acceptance of who and what he was — not strong and not brave, and mommy-less. He rolled his eyes up to look at them once, licked his lips, and then averted his gaze again, staring at a speck of dust on the ground in front of him, feeling empty.