Zophoros ___ Tristam
Zophoros had made a change of plans as he flew. He had decided to let Tristam do the talking, instead of him. Tristam would've only took it as a sign of hostility, but who wouldn't, Zophoros would've told Kallista secrets that Tristam had shared to no one but his Best Friend, and that was Zophoros.
The only problem now was getting Tristam out of the tree, and to Kallista and Astra.
"Tristam.. need to talk today. No more running away," said the Dragon as he alighted beside a crackling fire with a skinned rabbit hung over it on a metal skewer. But the human was nowhere to be seen.
Sighing, Zophoros took a few small breaths to get the scents, placing Tristam three trees over where he had slept.
"Come down, Tristam. We need to have this discussion," persisted the creature. "And since when did you mimic squirrels?"
Scoffing, the teen came from behind the tree, jumping from branch to branch then sliding down when there was no more. But when he reached the ground, he only crossed his arms, not saying anything.
Zophoros paused for a moment, turning to the rabbit before clearing his throat.
"I'm not going to l-..."
"If it's about Kallista and Astra, I don't care," Tristam said with an edge as he walked over to the rabbit. "We've already been through this."
Zophoros sighed before lying down. He had much patience.
"I know what you're worried about. And it's not going to happen," Zophoros said.
Tristam merely laughed.
"Right, everyone says that," he replied, fingering the rabbit to see if it was almost done. "But you see, from what Ive seen, is that things are more prone to doing what they said they won't do, than if they didn't. Besides, it always happens. After all, it's True Love."
Zophoros watched Tristam carefully, knowing the best way to catch him, was by his own words. But what had gotten Zophoros a little agitated was Tristam's use of True Love. It was used extremely loosely and dripped with disgust.
"Well, first off. This is like your Fantasy," said Zophoros, getting an idea. And it had obviously gotten Tristam's full attention, for he was about to object with much debate.
"This is the Perfect Match. The Ultimate Love. The kind that never breaks apart and never runs cold. The kind that really does last Forever," said the Crimson male, getting more confident by the seconds. Meanwhile, Tristam was getting agitated.
"But the thing is, Zophoros, that when you find someone.. you... leave to be with them. You don't care about those who have actually stayed there with you, thick and thin, harsh or great, peace or war. No. You go with them, forgetting those who have been tried by Time, only to end up worse than they found you," Tristam said, getting mad in proportion to Zophoros' confidence. "You see, there is no such thing as "Love". That's just a word people use because they want that dream, they want that Fantasy. But guess what, in this world, you can't even have what you do have. It only lasts as long as you live, then, who know what happens. Love is what people say to have some joy, has something to live for, something to look forward too. But it's all fake. A word that exists only to show you something better than what we have, something to Fantisize about. Something that will take your thoughts away from the bad in this life just to get a break. But it will all end up with you getting your heart broken, shattered against the rocks of delusion, ground up in the wheel of blindness, and tossed into the chasm of despair. Love is that element better than diamond, but that's the thing, because it's better.. it doesn't exist."
Tristam was panting again with his fists clenched, standing right in front of Zophoros, whose head was now up, but had a smile on his face.
"That's why you need to talk to Kallista and Astra about," he said gently. "Because to you, Love isn't real, yet Astra and I know it is. This is just like your parents."
"It isn't," Tristam growled. "And what do you mean, 'Just like my parents'."
Laughing softly, Zophoros stood up, saying, "They had contradictions against you, and you felt they were wrong, so you did what you felt was right. This is the same scenario. You feel like Love is fake, but I know it isn't. So.. I suppose that makes you just like them, close-minded, and refusing to listen to your answers. Does that entitle me to do what is ok, and not what I think is ok?"
Raising an eyebrow, the Dragon stared at Tristam with unwavering Crimson eyes, both on fire and boring through the small male. Tristam merely went silent, refusing to meet Zoph's gaze, even shifting slightly from being uncomfortable.
"So be it," Zophoros said, jumping back into the air with one powerful stroke of his wings.
But Tristam was wrapped up in his tail.
"What are you doing!?" shouted Tristam when he was placed on the Dragon's back. "Put me down!"
"You will speak with Kallista and Astra of your past. They have to know why you are fighting this. You can't simply say something like this can't happen. It will find a way to work, even if you won't let it. So please, just explain your stand point, and try to understand. I'd rather have you as my Best Friend still, and not my Enemy. But I Love Astra, and this will have to be, with or without your permission."
The flight was short and silent, with neither of them saying a word. When they had finally arrived to Astra and Kallista's territory, the large beast landed some distance away from the mouth of the cave, and Tristam was forced off.
"Go on," Zophoros said, giving Tristam a nudge, after which the male reluctantly went forward, yet didn't say a word.
"Kallista? Astra? Tristam would like to have a private word with you," Zophoros said when they reached the cave. Tristam only gave him a glare, but otherwise didn't ty to back out.
Working on it...
To the Stars