[So small. He felt so small and insignificant standing by that man's side. A familiarity that took him back some 20 years, where his younger self reach up on tiptoes and gasped for the sleeping priest on his squeaky mattress... and asked him if he could put his loving wings around him, and shield him from the night's fearsomeness.
There was never any need to beseech him. For his arms were always open and ready to receive him, should that raucous little boy ever return to him.
Thin brows twitched and knitted as his bleak heart constricted and squeezed out his weakness in the form of his childish tears welling. What a fool.
Such a fool.
Everything he had ever wanted and craved for was right in front of him. And his hatred and pride had damned him to be blind to it.]
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Date: 2010-08-11 06:13 am (UTC)There was never any need to beseech him. For his arms were always open and ready to receive him, should that raucous little boy ever return to him.
Thin brows twitched and knitted as his bleak heart constricted and squeezed out his weakness in the form of his childish tears welling. What a fool.
Such a fool.
Everything he had ever wanted and craved for was right in front of him. And his hatred and pride had damned him to be blind to it.]
Father...