The Lead Crown - Personal Break
Hopefully found a way to break my writer's block... I really miss writing as much as I used to.
Brother Rhys stared at his reflection for a brief moment before going back to straightening out his fur. Oh how time had passed since the last time the rat found time to do this. "Right before all of this chaos started," he reminded himself with a half-hearted chuckle as he started to work on his sensitive ears. "Then again, at least with how much we have been traveling, I can at least see all of my feet again."
The brother brought a forced smile to his lips as he pulled his robes off and cast them aside on the stone table on the far side of the room from the wooden tub. Doctor Brownell had been kind enough to allow everyone to use the spare room to help take care of the hygiene needs that have been ignored and put on hold for quite some time. Rhys wince as he caught sight a scar on his left shoulder, probably caused back at the fight with the church while protecting the Yew tribe. "A bit worse than I remember it being, a bit wider as well..." The rat mumbled as he slowly climbed into the tub. The chilling water sent a sharp shock though his body, but only for a brief period of time. Once the initial freezing feeling passed, the water helped him take his mind off of the scars across his body.
Only a few minutes passed before the rat forced himself out of the tub. Not even the chill from the icy water could hold back the rat's ever growing need for some proper rest. Rhys fished out a towel and hasted no time to dry off and comb out his fur again. With the hygiene taken care of, the rodent grabbed his robe to put on. The sound of his necklace falling to the ground removed all traces of exhaustion from the rat as he peered down at it. As quick as he started to slip it on, Rhys dropped it back down to the table as he bent down to pick up the last possession of his former lover. As he held it in his paws he began to shed tears and watched them as they fell onto the ground before him. "Lucius... if you are watching over me... please forgive me for trying so hard to hide the love I had for you. If I make it out of this alive, I am gonna be done hiding."
The brother rubbed his white paws over his green eyes, drying off any other tears forming before slipping the necklace around his neck again for the first time in years. "The other may not need me to survive, but I have to survive so I can keep the memory of you alive as well." he mumbled softly getting back up onto his feet finally getting dressed in his habit again. "I may the future bring better luck to all of us in this little group. Myself, Aodhan, Sister Aurelie, Tobias, Father Arlowe, Cruffington, and Runs-On-Air... Especially Runs-On-Air. I know he has been trying to get closer to me, but hopefully I haven't been blinded by pain for too long for the two of us to get closer." Rhys smile a bit, before leaving to room to get some proper rest.