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[Cecil hadn't known he had a son. He hadn't known how quickly he would grow to love that son, nor how heartbroken he would be when the boy would flee the relative safety of his household due to the tiniest of scuffles with a good friend. A good friend who, evidently, had been wildly and passionately lusting after the woman who is now Cecil's wife. Let alone the things he's been doing with Cecil's own adopted daughter. It's been a hard month, and it just became harder with the tree event and subsequent loss of his son's presence in the house. It hadn't taken him very long to become completely enamored with that boy.

This time, lacking a proper confidante, Cecil is attempting to resolve his inner struggles without a physical outlet. He's gone out to the desert today, dug his blade into the sand, and knelt before the design on its hilt. He's having a moment of prayer, but won't mind discussing it if he's interrupted. All are welcome.]

[OOC: This is mostly a placeholder post; threads will be tagged come morning. <3]

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[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

[Aww, Tellah. It's less that the month has been hard, but more that it's really quite hard to keep burying the unpleasant in a place where the unpleasant likes to smack you in the face. Metaphorically.] Ah--Tellah, you've startled me! [Though he didn't exactly jump when the old man appeared so close by.] I'm well. How fare you? [Because the proper way to handle concern is to deflect it and pretend they're not talking about him.]

[uspoonybard.livejournal.com]

[Well, when it comes to the rather abusive relationship between Tellah and his pseudo-son-in-law, it's not quite as metaphorical as in other cases. Tellah's going for the high score in 'Whack-an-Ed'.]

I am fine. I did not come out here to talk about me, however... [Nice try Cecil. But he's not a Sage for nothing remember.]

I can only imagine the torrent of emotions you must be feeling right now. I remember, when Anna was born, it was the happiest moment of my life. The simple experience of becoming a father is something that is beyond words... and while I can tell that you have grown to love Ceodore in hardly no time at all, I cannot fathom having that experience stolen from me...

[He pulls his pipe from within his robe and chews on it slightly.]

Ceodore wanted me to tell you and Rosa that he has taken to camping in the forest for the time being, and that he is fine.

[lunarborn.livejournal.com]

Ceodore is a good lad. He's honest and good. Eager and strong. He shall be a fitting heir someday. [He doesn't meet Tellah's eyes as he says any of this; it's far too personal for him to say with any comfort.] As long as he continues to act properly, there is no reason to worry.

....Yet I am happy that he's safe. Why is it that he's left? [The unspoken question is very much there: "Am I a terrible father?"]

[uspoonybard.livejournal.com]

Think for a moment, Cecil. When you were that age, would you have honestly handled being thrust into a hostile environment full of strange and alien beings that all either commanded superhuman abilities or remarkable skill of some sort, find yourself trapped in said environment, find that your parents had been trapped as well as family friends and old men that are supposed to have been long dead, only to find that they did not yet know you?

He's been through a lot, Cecil. We all have. He just needs some time.

[Having counseled several new fathers in their child rearing in Mysidia once Anna had grown to adulthood, Tellah was quick to pick up on that unspoken question.]

He admires you, adores you, with all his heart. He wants nothing more than to be worthy of the pride you have in him. Does that sound like the traits of a bad father? Personally, I can think of no better affirmation for a father that they're doing something right. You are a wonderful father Cecil. Don't doubt that for a second.