[ WP ] As you sit on the beach staring across the ocean , you see a person walking across the water nonchalantly .

Ripples echoed out from the eternally brights soles of his feet as he strode slowly across the water to my little beach of black sand and ash. Hatred tried to well up in me, but after a sigh I let it all drain away into the depths of my soul. 
 
 
 `` You should n't hold back, you know.'' His voice perfectly suited to at once offer comfort and command attention. 
 
 
 I continued sitting, kneels to my chest with my arms covering them and my chin plowed into them, my mouth covered with only my nose and eyes showing, the horns too. His feet, slightly wet stepped onto the beach, my beach and I watched as the bits of black sand clung to toes and palms of his feet. 
 
 
 `` It's kind of a strange feeling, would n't you say?'' 
 
 
 His head was tilted down slightly at an angle, his eyes staring, questioning, hoping. 
 
 
 I lifted my head slightly to unmuffle myself, `` The sand and ash?'' 
 
 
 He smiled. I loathed that smile, I wanted to loathe that smile, and yet, it was hard to dredge those feelings up when he was looking at you with that stare. It spoke of his pride in you. 
 
 
 `` It... tickles a little, and yet, I know that despite the brief pleasure of the moment it can become a nuisance in time if not washed clean.'' 
 
 
 I tore myself away from those wells of eyes and returned my stare to the endless sea before more, the water, calm and still again after this intruder had passed over it. `` I do n't regret it, you know.'' 
 
 
 I heard the soft crunch of him sitting next to me, legs stretched out and eyes to the black empty skies above. He still smiled. `` I know.'' 
 
 
 For a time there was silence between us, and in ancient times gone past this is how we sit, next to each other, as equals, in silence, with nothing but our thoughts to keep company with. Now though, I grow restless, I can not sit and endure the silence, his silence for but a moment. 
 
 
 `` Why have you come here?'' 
 
 
 He did n't answer, he did n't have to. He just stared up at the sky with a little mile on his face. Same as he ever was. Everything was a little game to him, little piece on a little board just being moved around for his own personal amusement. `` I wo n't abandon them to their fate. I'll find a way to save them.'' 
 
 
 I looked over at him and his head slowly swiveled to meet my anger, still smiling. `` I know.'' 
 
 
 That smile, I hated that smile, and like thunder all the rage cracked out into the night air, `` Why father! Why did you leave me responsible for them! Why did you tell me to cleanse them and damn their race to the void, never to cry again, never to laugh again? Why did you let me love if you knew I would have to damn them? Tell me why father!'' 
 
 
 He remained, meeting my eyes, never blinking, with a small smile on his face, `` You'll figure it out one day.'' 
 
 
 The crack was quickly sealed and all the anger and fury that had welled up had died as quickly as it had erupted. `` What if I do n't want to figure out you're damned riddles and machinations?'' 
 
 
 He stood up slowly, purposefully and looked at the endless sea for a moment, `` Then I will have made a mistake making you the foremost amongst my angels, and the one chosen to tend the next cycle.'' 
 
 
 He took two steps towards the sea and then stopped, seemingly hesitating before turning around to face me again, `` But still'' he smiled widely and it lifted my heart like I no longer believed it could be, `` I will be proud of you.'' 
 
 
 The sand that clung to his feet drifted off and down through the water as the surface was once again disturbed by his soles. And ripples echoed out across the ocean again. I hate him, and I love him. 
 
 
 And already, I miss him again.
