Horizon Ridge I Don't Want This Moment to Ever End

His name, his first name, came not from any Greek origin, but from his mother's love of stories. Morals, she thought, were best taught through tales. From the day of his birth, and perhaps earlier, she had murmured him fables to make him wise. So wise he became, even before the years granted him experience. Always so old, he had been told, so tired. I'll make a young man of you yet. His surname, however, was Greek in origin, taken in his grief after the death of his first and greatest love.

But that was neither here nor there. Now it was Alastor who held his attention with the promise of lessons. He settled down facing Alastor, perched sphinx-like in the dirt. "Let's start with the basics. Y'know, hello and shit like that. Go easy on me, at least to begin with," he suggested. He smiled politely in response to the pleasantries, tail now languidly brushing the dirt in a wide arc behind him.