i_alpha (i_alpha) wrote in we_coexist, @ 2013-12-25 22:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | logan, zz:status complete |
Welcome home...(Narrative)
Logan about jumped in surprise when he felt it. The burn of the pocket of his pants.
Quickly the Wolverine dug for what had taken him by surprise, and found in his pocket a key. But not just any key. It was a key the alpha mutant knew very well and it seemed that there was a small red ribbon attached.
His cabin? He had wished for this. Had it come true? Wasn't possible. But of course Logan had seen stranger occurrences and he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Or however that expression went.
He sniffed the air and turned around, following the scent of the place where he had dwelled for a very long time in seclusion. Through the city Logan travelled on foot, never tiring. His endurance allowed him to make the trip through the metropolis breathlessly. Through the commons he went, curiously following an all too familiar scent in the air.
He found woods, and instantly his heart raced. It was almost quicker than it had been ever in his life that he could remember.
He pushed through the foliage and the dense cover of the trees. The smell became stronger with each step and Logan continued to brave through it because his heart yearned for it.
For it. His cabin. The one solid thing in his life that he knew he could count on. It was dependable, solitary and all his own.
Then it was there and he stopped to behold it. Almost as if he was seeing it for the first time.
He lifted the key and stepped up to the door, finding that the door unlocked as if it had been doing that same thing since the dawn of time. He pushed the door open and walked in slowly, surveying what was past the threshold.
He was finally home.