Aww. This was sweet. I loved it.

Hi! I'm finally leaving a review after being a longtime reader and admirer of your stories.

I thought this was beautiful, almost philosophical in parts. It is sad, certainly, but in a sort of accepting way. Celahir may be forgotten, but I don't think Horatius will ever forget him. And that is perhaps all he needs.

Anyway, wonderful job! I particularly loved these lines:

"Celahir says, 'We all came here, and we all built this city on memories.'

'That's a shaky foundation,' Horatius says, still looking at the city. The air shimmers in the heat, distorting images into elusive mirages.

'Celahir replies, "It was all we had.'"

Thank you for your lovely writing!

-Lyrical12

That was sad and beautiful.

Maybe someday Horatius will stop ignoring the tugging of his heart. He seems the kind will a lot of wistful memories. I doubt he'd ever tell anyone about his time in the desert.

Calehir lives in the moment, happy to have a visitor (or dog) even knowing he that everyone leaves him in the end (except, I guess, the other gods).

Bittersweet and lovely.