Despite Ru’s stature, she’d always been difficult to miss. She’d be likely to say and believe it was due to her charm, beauty, or vivacity, but the Sword likened it to simply knowing her. How she maneuvered through a crowd. How she outwitted and outlasted. How she commanded individuals. How she encountered the rest of the world. So he saw her well before she parted away from other milling strangers, and then narrowed his eyes in brief, flickering confusion.
A glow, mighty and encompassing, surrounded her entirely. Perhaps it was new magic. Perhaps something else had happened.
It didn’t wipe away his grin though, shaking his head while she threw her arms around him. It simply remained in the back of his mind, another tightened, contorted coil lingering throughout multitudes of threads and speculations. “I did,” he noted, hands encompassing her momentarily and spinning her around until they were blatantly out of earshot. “You have done quite a bit of work here. It looks good,” not unlike the way the Grounds had begun transforming from decrepit survivors to something out of horrors, King’s End spiraled away from denizens of graves and into something habitable.
As for the range of competitive edges and news, he didn’t have the notions of rivalry in this midst. “You,” he stated, settling her upon the ground as she released and toiled.
A glow, mighty and encompassing, surrounded her entirely. Perhaps it was new magic. Perhaps something else had happened.
It didn’t wipe away his grin though, shaking his head while she threw her arms around him. It simply remained in the back of his mind, another tightened, contorted coil lingering throughout multitudes of threads and speculations. “I did,” he noted, hands encompassing her momentarily and spinning her around until they were blatantly out of earshot. “You have done quite a bit of work here. It looks good,” not unlike the way the Grounds had begun transforming from decrepit survivors to something out of horrors, King’s End spiraled away from denizens of graves and into something habitable.
As for the range of competitive edges and news, he didn’t have the notions of rivalry in this midst. “You,” he stated, settling her upon the ground as she released and toiled.
deimos
Never let them drain the river of your soul
