Masonic Fellows - Apprentice Sage Roux - Chapter 2 - The Calling

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My thoughts were all over the place since date with Tormentor Stone. Before I encountered him, I didn’t know it was possible for a figure to experience such mighty pleasure. I’d had no comprehension of the concept of yearning; the idea that my figure could need something as much as my brain. I had longed, almost desperately, to be challenged by Tormentor Stone again, and, as the days and weeks spinned past without such an invitation, I found myself sensing increasing levels of despondency. He barely looked at me. I witnessed him smirking at other Apprentices and my heart broke. The deepest and most crushing cut of all was being instructed to attend my calling, not by Tormentor Stone, but by Tormentor Snow. I didn’t know much about Tormentor Snow. I’d seen him around, of course. He’s stupidly handsome but he comes via as aloof, business-like, and a little stern. The moment I witnessed his name, I felt sad. I spent the days before the date attempting to come to terms with my loss. I had to accept that what had happened with Tormentor Stone was of no significance to him and unlikely to be repeated. Maybe he was ashamed. Maybe he was concerned that I’d report him… not that I ever would. So, I ambled into Tormentor Snow’s office sensing a little depressed. I found him sitting at his desk, all neatly turned-out in an expensive suit and tie, looking distant and over-formal. The bedroom smelt barely sweet, like cold ice.