Syryn was unable to sleep as he waited for Rowan to come home. Giving up on falling asleep, he got up out of bed and left the house to walk in the garden.
The night sky over Elysium was just the same as it had been over Coop. It was lonely out here in the dark surrounded by trees and flowers. But it could have also just been him feeling that way because of his missing memories. Syryn brushed his hands over the swaying stalks of yellow buds that grew straight and tall.
Syryn did a circuit of the garden, fretting about Rowan when he heard soft footfalls coming towards him. He turned around to see a redhead heading towards him.
"Couldn't sleep," Red said to Syryn by way of explanation. The truth was that he had heard Syryn leaving the house. Not one to speak out about his feelings towards the older boy, the child came up with that excuse.
"Me too," Syryn replied. Red hair, red eyes, pale unmarked skin - Lucien looked like a fairy under the moonlight.
