Morningside Cuesta what to name this thread

a voice hits his ears and he whirls, suddenly knocked out of illusion. shining, beautiful blue eyes- augustus! he practically cries, rushing towards the man eagerly. here was his leader, the one person who could lead him out of suffering and into salvation. of course omerus treated him like a king- for all the things he promised to do, he deserved it. 

the man had offered an ominous word of advice on the land that lay ahead. omerus takes a longing glance back at the plains ahead, before turning his attention back to augustus. the land didn't look dangerous to him- but he trusted the other man's judgement. he nods, wary, as his eyes lose the childlike wonder that had glossed them before. 

quiet now, he pays augustus a curious glance, wondering what the older man was thinking. wh, where are you leading us now? he stutters.