 4 Lovely™ | Captain Hurted | Ariana's Bane | Resident Antagonist | Unparalleled Delight
The rock was gripped tightly in Daxton's fist - tight enough that his knuckles had whitened - as he strode purposefully towards the lake. Though he had calmed down significantly since that day, since he had decided not to care, that he had never cared, he still found himself seething with rage for what might, to most, seem like no reason at all. Today, though, other than the white knuckles, the death grip on the rock, and the very obvious tightly clenched jaw, Daxton appeared almost as impassive as he usually was. Almost as though he was simply going about his daily business in a slightly more tense manner than usual.
It took longer than he had expected to reach the lake. Daxton did not come here often; the last time he went anywhere near the water had been a year earlier, with Char. He could not swim, he disliked the water, and so there was usually no reason for him to visit this part of the grounds. It felt like it took hours for him to drag his exhausted self to the water's edge.
Once there, Daxton allowed himself only a moment to look out over the serene surface of the water. He resented it. How cool and calm it was, how little he could relate to or appreciate such a tranquil scene. Especially not now. Especially now that everything was just... the way it was.
Daxton squeezed the rock tighter still, before winding up his arm behind him. A second later, he had launched the ridiculous rock, still decorated to look exactly like the original Pebbles, through the air, threw it so hard he felt a studden surge of pain in his shoulder.
Before the rock even hit the surface of the water, Daxton had turned away again, and started walking right back towards the castle. There. He was done with that stupid rock, and everything associated with it. Done with the rock. Done with Airey Flamsteed. Done.
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