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Maybe Kassandra would heal him.
Maybe Kassandra would make his addiction obsolete.
Maybe Kassandra would take the deepest, ink-black parts of the darkness out of his chest so he wouldn’t have to picture burning it up anymore… Maybe she’d play with his pain and paint him nightmares of his very own so he could finally, finally process everything he’d endured throughout the ages, get over all of it, and understand at a foundational level all the things he could put into words but never feelings.
He knew there was a point to his existence.
He knew his suffering wasn’t meant to be in vain.
Knowing was different than believing.
“May I please take Ms. Role’s soul?” Andromeda asked.
Pollux blinked and drew his mind from his wandering thoughts once again. “Why would you ask something like that, dear one?”
“I don’t trust her with it. There’s a holiday of some kind coming up where kids go around and ask for candy from strangers. There’s a lot of thanking.”
Pollux sighed. “Right. It’s that time of year again. With all the…celebrations.”
Andromeda’s eyes widened further. “You know about Halloween?”
“I watched it come into being and mutate, just like all the rest.”
She bit his arm, sinking her sharp teeth into his flesh.
He muttered into his bottle, “Why?”
“Why didn’t you tell me about it?” she squeaked.
He arched a brow at her, his daughter, the small monster who had not told him she was in school.
“Because. Most human holidays are based in concerning rituals that honor dark things. Halloween, especially, has become somewhat disturbing. It welcomes far too many bad unseelie into human spaces.”
“The kids at school say it’s all about dressing up and eating candy.”
“Like most things, there is good and bad, innocent and…less so. Celebrating holidays that have been stolen, rewritten, mashed together, and thread through with lies isn’t exactly faerie behavior.”
“Right. We have other celebrations. That make sense.”
“Correct.”
“Because we don’t need an excuse to have fun.”
“Mm.”
“Can I dress up as a moth faerie?”
Pollux’s gaze dragged to his sweet little girl. “What? Do you actually have self-esteem issues? I thought we discussed this and came to a conclusion that your teacher was just too human to understand us right now.”
“I really like Lana, but I like me, too. I just want to go to a party, and you have to dress up for a Halloween party.”
“A Halloween party…at your…school?”
Her head shook. “No, someone’s house.”
“A Halloween party at someone’s house, for children?”
Her head shook again. “I don’t think so.”
