He sat down on the couch with a soft sound, hands resting in his lap, eyes steady on Volgin before drifting back down.
He kept his words to himself.
Doubts, concerns--a lifetime of regret. What could have been done and what didn't happen. A future of riches and romance, power and tyrannical dictatorship burned to pieces.
Almost everything he ever wanted and aspired for crumbled to pieces before him.
Ivan let his head rest in the soft palm of his hands as he mulled that it wasn't the power or greed--or the dread of what he knew his future would hold--no; there was really only one thing in his whole shattered utopia that he couldn't imagine losing:
And that was Volgin.
And he would lose him too.
It suddenly felt very cold and empty in his apartment. Like a weighted loneliness. Even with Galina eagerly licking at his foot, it was like she wasn't even there.
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Date: 2010-12-23 12:03 am (UTC)He kept his words to himself.
Doubts, concerns--a lifetime of regret. What could have been done and what didn't happen. A future of riches and romance, power and tyrannical dictatorship burned to pieces.
Almost everything he ever wanted and aspired for crumbled to pieces before him.
Ivan let his head rest in the soft palm of his hands as he mulled that it wasn't the power or greed--or the dread of what he knew his future would hold--no; there was really only one thing in his whole shattered utopia that he couldn't imagine losing:
And that was Volgin.
And he would lose him too.
It suddenly felt very cold and empty in his apartment. Like a weighted loneliness. Even with Galina eagerly licking at his foot, it was like she wasn't even there.