So it took me ten years but I'm over the fact that Dart and Kimo are no lovemates.
To celebrate this, I have written a fanfic something about Dart, trying to understand his character better, and with a bit of my own take on him.
Hope you like!
I was right to return to the Wolfriders. It is easier here. There are no bad memories here, in this place where the sky is far away, hidden by leaves and branches, and where the moon and the stars are mostly just memories and where the sun is only visible as rays of light. The smell of the forest is full of life, just as my life is full of the forest. It occupies my entire night, from rising to going back to bed. Most nights it is easy to follow the Way. The past seems a far away place, so far sometimes that it feels unreal. Sometimes it seems like I never went trough any of that, and that those are the memories of someone else, having a place in my head only because I heard the story somewhere.
And then there are those moments... I don't know why things hit me the way they do. I can see a boar being killed, and see only a boar being killed. And the other night, I can see a boar being killed, and before my eyes there are the go-backs, and my sword is back in my hands, and it all returns to me. My world is filled with blood and rage again. I wish I knew why... I wish I knew how to stop it, I mean. Stop the memories. Most days they are not there. Why can't that just be the case all the time?
In those black moments, I don't want anyone to be near me. I know father and mother are worried but I don't see the need for them to know all the details. It would make no sense really, because they wouldn't know what to say anyway. They would probably repeat all the helpfull comments that only make matters worse, that I have heard a thousand times already. I would end up having to lighten up my story just to make them feel better.
I'm going to have a sibling now.
A pregnacy is supposed to take two years, but I swear mother did it in a couple of months. Kimo laughs about it when I say so, but really, she told me she was pregnant just yesterday and now she's having this baby.
Having a sibling is something else than having your own child, of course.
Father made a lot of under water comments in the past months, about how it should have been my child and not theirs, and about me not getting any younger, and stuff like that. Last week I really wanted to bash in his brains, but I know he doesn't know, so I settled with smacking the broom I was holding accidentilly into his skull while turning around. Father looked at me angrily, and for one short moment I wanted to tell him. When he started splitting my skull with his sending the moment passed.
I think I'm just going to go away, find a bush of dreamberry's, and dream the night away untill I can see things clearly again. Untill I am sure I can look at this baby and see my sibling and not my son.
Well to my great relief my sister looks nothing like Bowki. She is not nearly as soft as he was, and she doesn't have his big hands and long legs and, I hate to say it, but she's a lot balder then he was. Not that he had a head full of hair when he was born, but well... With him there was something, you know? A bit of fuzz or something...
Mother was so much wrapped up in her pink cloud, that I don't think she noticed that I'd been eating dreamberries during most of her delivery. My relief was short-lived; father had noticed and was not amused. I got a short, sharp comment on adult behaviour and being supportive and what not, but he went back to mother as soon as he could. They are too buisy with the baby to notice anything going on on my part.
Seeing father and mother with Chitter makes me realise just how much of Bowki I missed out on. It was a good call to leave the way I did. What use did he have for a father who was never really there anyway? One day he would have been old enough to realise that I was not half the father Talmah was. He would have seen that even though I was there more often, physically, I didn't pay him the attention he deserved. Now, at least he still had the good memories and all the troubles and heartace are still where they belong: with me. I'm sure Bowki grew up to be a balanced, happy elf, the way he was supposed to be, and I was there just long enough for him to get to know me and not long enough to mess it up.
So if I did such a good job, then why do I feel so sad every time I see Chitter trow her arms around fathers neck?
It's just sentiment, I guess... I'm not much of a family man. The whole bonding thing is not for me. I have nothing to offer to anyone. It's hard enough living my own life, let alone share it with someone.
Even Kimo realises that now. Him and me; it was a beautiful dream, back in the forevergreen, where everything was hotter and where all the strangeness got us closer together. His life is filled now, just as mine is. The smells of wet earth and rain in the wind have evaporated the last of whatever it was that was between us, and replaced it with friendship, which is just as well...
That was it. I'm going to continue the story, writing my own "Final Quest", in which I kill off Cutter, Skywise and Nightfall, Leetah and Ember will go crazy and Dart will become the next chief! (Just kidding, I'm quite done here.)
Hey! I saw this story on deviantart- and I loved it. I don't have a deviantart account- but I'm so glad you posted it here so that I can leave a comment. This story made me understand Dart in a new way. It's touching and insightful. Thank you so much!
HEY EVERYBODY! READ THIS WONDERFUL STORY!!!
I love to read a take on Dart that tries to explain his behavior instead of bashing him - for not being a "good" father. For leaving his little family. For having forgotten about his cubling. For not telling his partents.
Mind you he might have told offscreen ... or might not, for reasons you pointed out. And you gave a vivid and complex insight!
There are some minor phrasings and thought that occured "too human" for me.
I wondered - would Strongbow make suggestive remarks about "high time to found a family of your own" and having children? Wofriders procreate by Recognition - and this cannot be achieved by good will. Then ... I made up my mind that it is the way Dart understands it, because he with the circumstances the way he does.
The other point is a little word that almost bugs me: baby. As a Wolfrider Dart would use the terms cub or cubling for children, maybe the Sunfolk term kitling for his own son. It could increase the elfquesty feeling.
I like how you show his inner conflict between th moments "in the NOW" and the memories of killing, of blood and rage.
This was a great story. It really nice to see the Dart we saw in New Blood connected with the one we have in the current stories. I like how you are aware of that a flashback trigger may not always be the same thing, and that sometimes it goes a long time between each memory.
About Strongbow, I interpreted it as just him being wistful. Our archer knows he can't change things, and recognition is a fickle force. He might even worry that his son may be skewered by a boar before seeing his cub recognize. XD I loved Dart's reaction, priceless!
But the best part was of course the thoughts of Bowki. I have an incredible soft spot for the child, and I have wanted a story where Dart's thoughts on his family gets brought up for ages. Yes, he did the right choice, but it is still a sad story, and how he sometimes he misses the wee kitling.
Also, the note about Dart and Kimo's relationship was very bittersweet, but very beautiful.
So well said, Startear.
Very good story about Dart. As one of the people who was bashing Dart. This story makes sense to me. Very well done.
Hmmm wait till you see what I do to Dart over in Elf West :)
*smiles* @Soreyes. Sometimes I miss the LIKE button. :)
I already readed this story on deviantart, but it wouldn't hurt to replay! ^^
A very good story about Dart, one of my favorite characters!
The thing that I really loved about this story is that you *or actually Dart himself* explained his behavior, explaining how he feels and why he acts like this in the story. Most people have been bashing on him for forgetting Bowki, his little family, and for him leaving them. For being a *bad* father. Glad to see someone who explains his behavior and trying to make people understand Dart, rather then bashing him.
I love how the New Blood series is connected with this! Dart had gone through a lot, he didn't had it easy. The atack on the Sunvillage, the loss of his soul brother, and leaving Bowki, Serrin and Talhma was probably not as easy as we think. We all know the story, and what will be happening next. I can understand why he's still suffering from it . I like how you are aware of that a flashback trigger may not always be the same thing, and that sometimes it goes a long time between each memory. ( Used Startears words). I find that very inportand in a story that people see another way of using a flashback trigger.
The best part however, is that about Bowki *I'm sure, I'm not the only one who thinks that* How he's having a hard time with the birth of Chitter because she might be looking like Bowki, how he misses Bowki and his memories about him...just his thoughts in general! I really loved that!
What I found really sad though was about those black moments. Just like Embala, I can relate to this, heck, this kinda thing happened with me these few weeks and right now at the moment. What I have relized in this story is how much I can relate to Dart *That's probaly why he is one of my faves XD!*
Love the reaction from Dart to Strongbow. I liked Strongbow in this story. Very in character but like Embala already said, I don't think Strongbow would push Dart about having his own family and that he already grows old XD
I also love what you did with Kimo and Dart in the end. This is exactly how I see their relationship after I readed the final quest. Glad too see I'm not the only one.
I agree with both Embala and Startear! There are actually no more words needed from me.