Otatso Wetlands sandhill

Does it matter? I did it.

His voice was hollow. For a long moment he went silent, still staring at the lifeless fish. It'd suffered so much longer than it'd needed to — all for his indecision. But that wasn't anything new, was it?

But I didn't mean to. Of course I didn't.

Reverie, he thought, was the one person he'd never meant to hurt. In childhood she'd often guarded their siblings from his wrath in her own soft way — but maybe she'd been the one in danger all along. Tybault shook his head slightly as if to ward such thoughts away.

It's fucked, y'know. You spend your life thinking you know what you're doing - thinking you've got it right, and then one day shit comes crashing down, He drew in a breath. And you realize you don't know shit about fuck.