Life's problems

[saerwen]

Jaedon's eyes closed as she listened to Neron. The wind was blowing slightly against her face now and she smiled slightly at the gentle breeze. It was a comforting thing for some reason. When Neron suggested Barrier Cove she opened her eyes, then blinked as she thought. She had tried looking in many different places, but she had yet to try there. She wondered if Neron would be right. Miriel wouldn't have strayed far from Damion, or so Jaedon thought. But then again, with the way that Miriel had been acting, there was really no way to predict what she would do next. He was probably right though, simply because he had named the one place that she had yet to look. It somehow always seemed like Neron would get things right just because she had neglected to do the work. She hoped that one day she would be able to prove him wrong. In this instance though, she would be perfectly glad if he were to be right. It would mean that she had found Miriel.

"No, I haven't. I'll go there now," she wasn't really trying to run away from Neron, she just wanted to find Miriel really badly. She hoped that Neron wouldn't take it as her trying to fly away from him, but if he did, there was really no way for her to fix it. She rose from her spot on the ground and turned to walk away in the direction of the cove.

[»Míríel«]

Neron was glad to hear that she hadn't been there. Considering Jaedon had probably looks a couple places he hoped this was a good sign that Miriel would be there. To be honest he was a bit worried for both of the girls, Jaedon was irritated, Miriel was distressed, perhaps it would be best if someone else went. When he looked up Jaedon was moving away. "Hey." He struggled up and then walked to her, reached out and grabbed her hand. He then thought better of what he had thought. Jaedon needed to go, she needed to find Miriel. HE could see it in her actions, her looks. No, whatever was going to happen was going to happen, he just hoped it turned out well. "Good luck." Her smiled and dropped her hand.

Neron hoped that Jaedon realized that what had happened in the past few moments was something close to a miracle. Neron usually didn't show his more mature, listening side to anyone, simply because he loved his mischief side a little more. For Jaedon though, he had been kind, gentile almost. Even though Neron wasn't one to remind you of his love by words, he did so in little things, by little movements and actions. Hopefully Jaedon was learning to pick up on those more. Perhaps one day she would understand why he did do. To be honest as well, if Neron hadn't been in a good mood he would have found it hard to do what he had even for Jaedon. Their relationship would have to come closer before he could do it all the time, a lot closer. Then turning away from her he walked slowly to his violin, held his side as he bent down to pick up the case. Then without seeing if she still lingered he was gone.

THE END!