One in Darkness

Exiled.
Forgotten.
Cursed.
Stoned.
Throw to the side like common filth and left to rot. Orion lay splayed out on the parched, jagged earth next to the rest of the putrid waste thrown over the city walls, broiling beneath an unforgiving sun.
If the sobs weren't enough to labor his breathing the cloying humidity mixed with the sour-sweet stench of the waste would certainly do the trick. He was broken, alone and cast aside without mercy or pitying glance for something over which he had no control. His magic.