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There wasn’t much time to get over his own nightmare his son’s was still unfolding. Even though his own balance was unsteady to say the least, the gold staggered towards his child as the bright light consumed the pale form. Where’s Hotaru? But there’s no time for that. His son needed him. The light grew too bright, too brilliant. He’s forced to turn away, turn away from his son. Then its gone.
Earth eyes, the gold piercing them with purpose, flash back up to see burning. The gold’s gut sinks- but wait, its not his son…the bush… ”Galahad MOVE!” The golden shouts, moving as fast as his own worn out beaten body would allow. For the first (and perhaps only time) the gold is thankful for the rain, which quickly controls the small fire.
But his son… The colt came rushing to him, and the gold comes to a halt as the fire followed the child…no- it was on the child. So to his son’s question, the gold truly had no answer. Harks fold back and he looks up to the portal. This was chaos. He almost laughed. Instead, the gold’s head falls, relenting. Fine, if this was new level of insanity this world had…fine. So the gold head reaches out to his son, nudging the colt’s crowned head, at least the flames on his armor were harmless enough, but careful to avoid the feathers. “Kaos just wanted another laugh.” His ton was deadpan, but the next lifted it back up. “You’ll have to show him you have bones.” The gold nudged the colt playfully. There would be other times to help the colt understand, but for now…pulling back up to look about him.
Now that the trauma was over for a moment (gods was this even real and not some shit nightmare?) the gold could search again. Haldir was standing, coming slowly towards him, though he looked sick. But where was Hotaru…and Casca?
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The Portal
