come sail away - leaving

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

Deep down, Michael could certainly understand the need to get away when you were faced with such complex issues. After all, he had once tried to run away from The Typhoon when things were rough, and his emotions felt as though they were crumbling down onto him. However, he had been stopped then, by Seabound and Roxie, and he was so glad that he had been. He couldn't imagine what his life would've been like then, if he had actually managed to ditch all his responsibilities and run away. He'd probably be dead, if he was being honest with himself. After all, he'd have had little protection from The Lost out there, and they had managed to get Trevor even with everyone of The Typhoon around to protect them. It was an unpleasant thing to think about, so he usually ignored that portion of his life.

Unfortunately, it seemed as though Brandy didn't have the same support system in place to stop him before he ran away. Of course, that didn't mean Roxie or someone else wouldn't go running after him, as the dealer knew quite well. Either way, when Michael headed inside Brandy's hut to greet the other and see how he was doing, he was unsettled by the haunting emptiness all around. He glanced all around before his mismatched gaze landed on the note, his heart sinking as he read it. After a moment, he picked it up carefully in his jaws, heading outside and putting it down before he called out, "Goldie? Goldie, are you somewhere around here?" He didn't want her to be hurting, but she deserved to know that he had left.

— Reggan