Wishing (to Touch you)

Epilogue

News of the released prisioner, a magic user wishing for correction on principles in the demacian society or the fall of it reached Ionia fast. The Council wanted more information about it; who released him, Sylas motives for doing this civil war and more importantly, who did released him. Later the information that Sylas has made an alliance with the Shadow Order spread through the country, leaving the elders restless. Soon as you had arrived days later you were approached by Irelia and Karma herself about this information, in which you told everything that happened until a certain point, they never needed to know your connection with Sylas and now will not be the mention you'll tell them. This part of your life you'll take with you to the grave. You also told them that you'd defect the Order of Shadows, a condition you'd made with the Master of Shadows and he'd agreed to complete the vow. With that the council had to complete their part of the bargain and give the exile you had asked for. Days later Irelia led you to a patch of land on the very south of the city, near the coast side. Surrounded by the trees at one side and the beach very near you started your new life there.

Now you're truly free, not connected with any faction, your life is truly yours to do as you wish. You thought like that until you feel something moving under the skin of your left wrist, making your eyes look to the swirling tattoo there, making you always remember the person who did this, the black thing you wished in the most that turns white or disappear. On that point the you started to fear the red color near or wrists, sometimes having a mini panic attack when you see the color so near the tattoo, for after take deep breathes when realizes it was a cloth there. To make yourself feel a little more safe your raised a protective invisible wall in a big area, surrounded the lands that were yours. With time and some books you'd found in an older library on the nearest city you created talisman which would keep the walls raised and protect your lands, as also avoid big predators and unwanted visitors and as no one could see the inside the area.

For some days you started to walk around the place, finding a small lake in the middle of the jungle with a small waterfall, this lake in question, which would lead in a very small river and fall on the sea kilometers away, there you took swim and after get more courageous to get baths there. You learned to stop getting self-conscious of your own figure, a habit you'd created after the rape attempt on the order, to the point you got accustomed to use lighter clothing during the warmer seasons. Light fabric clothes, sometimes dresses, sometimes you would walk on your house on undergarments, to the point you would swim naked.

You'd grow accustomed with the man's presence, his warmth and body near yours, making you traitorously wish to have accepted to return with him to the Order, or even more to tell to him where you are. Minutes you would make this idea fly away from your mind. You must let go, for your on sanity.

The fear you'd on the first months of your seclusion slowly changed for anxiety for anything that might happens to contempt and then to acceptation. You accepted the fate of having Kayn's mark on your flesh, in which make you know more of his whereabouts than he knowing yours and later your realized that what he did is to show his life status, to you not worry however never forget.

In like that had passed five years.

Now your older self have known how to cope up with isolation, how to handle with food, water and shelter. Slowly you'd reverted to your older self but without the fear of stalking. You got stronger, wiser and not giving a damn about other people. Your land is your safe heaven, and nobody could see you there anyway. But you remembered clearly how Kayn looks like before, your eyes or ears would be attuned to anything related to him that passed. The only thing you knew is that he's still alive by the tattoo on your wrist.

There is a day that was too hot, summer season hitting you without mercy, you're on a white dress that you'd decided to cut short so you could relieve of the heat, no undergarments under since even on the shadow you were sweating. Soon you reached the lake, not thinking twice to jump inside to be able to relieve it even more. You jump on it, the cold water felt good on your skin. After you let yourself float on the surface for then swim to the border and repeat the process, after twenty minutes of soaking you lay down under a shadow of a big tree, the grass feeling so comfortable that you didn't think twice and nod off there, completely missing the figure wrapped shadows appearing on the tree near yours.