Moonspear my wings are fire, and you cannot break my will

gloom marched on heavy feet around arcturus; it stamped out the life in his sunny eyes, and choked the warmth in his genteel disposition. yet gloom saved him that day from an assault he would have been unprepared for -- had revui not altered his course, he would have found the boy limp and defeated beneath him, with no fight left to give.

he mourned yami's loss for different reasons: it did not occur to him that his older sisters would be disappointed to learn she had gone. truth be told, arcturus wondered if they too were gone for good.  what use was this grave and imposing mountain, if it took bits and pieces of his family every time his back was turned?

revui had crooned to him; arcturus lifted his sunken gaze to his brother, but managed no reassuring smile. and then -- as if revui was not even there at all, the boy slumped his shoulders and walked right past him.